“Who the fuck are you?”
@omniheros When he’d been told he’d be going out of town to do a story about some alien hero, Eddie wasn’t exactly thrilled. Not because he wasn’t interested in interviewing this legendary Ben Tennyson kid, but because he knew damn well that Venom would be chattering his ears off to eat the boy. Not exactly easy to do your job when you have a ‘Lethal Protector’ that has the munchies.
Well, it was that or his stomach was turning into a symbiote by the way it was roaring for food.
I crave tater tots, Eddie. Feed meee.
“In a second. Here, we’ll stop in at this Mr. Smoothy and get some chili fries, alright?” He muttered to, what others would assume, himself as he parked outside of the restaurant. He’d rarely been to this place due to the fact they were mainly stationed only in Bellwood, but he always enjoyed the rare stops he was able to make. Just as luck would have it, he’d find the exact person he was looking for slurping away on a smoothie.
“Excuse me, you’re Ben, right? My name’s Eddie Brock, I’m the reporter from New York you talked to about giving an interview.”