Prompt #24
Villain raised an eyebrow at the sight before him. “Are you drunk?”
“Does it matter?” Hero replied with a slight slur, “we’re all doomed to die alone anyways. What’s the point of my job if I can’t enjoy the fruits of my labor? Has the life I’ve succumbed myself to contribute so less to my happiness? Are humanity and I to forever wilt in this parasitical relationship the media has gilded? Could the idea of karma only exist to ease the minds of those who have been wronged?” Hero paused for a moment to catch her breath, which her amused fiancé took as an opportunity to interject.
“I think it’s time for bed, —”
“What?” the crime-fighter asked, snapping out of her dazed stance and now fully listening to her partner.
The criminal laughed. “Let’s get in bed, love.”








