Look, my parents were mad scientists who pumped me full of spider-juice just to see what would happen. I went to Hail Hydra high school and Nick Fury university. I've been extraordinary my entire life. After all these years of insanity... a little ordinary sounds pretty #$%^ great. You have your normal... and I have mine.
Roger waited patiently as Jessica ventured down the hall. He could hear the water in the shower start running and took that as his cue to throw the kettle onto the stove and retrieve one of Jessica’s favorite mugs from the cabinet above.
His life before had been nothing but making deals with shady individuals, running from the cops, constantly looking over his shoulder – not knowing exactly where he’d be sleeping that night – it was not the kind of life to be proud of. But now, practically a stay at home dad, Roger had found his purpose in life.
Just as Roger was getting lost in his continued train of absentminded thoughts, Jessica returned from her shower. Her comment about the uniform prompted Roger to retrieve the different components and transfer them to a laundry hamper nearby, “Sounds fair to me. You definitely deserve it.”
Her hair was dripping on the floor, leaving a little wet trail of water droplets behind her. Like always the floor was too cold but she ignored that and instead wandered over to kiss her husband on the cheek. “You’re my favorite person. Did you know that? God, I love you.”
And she did. It had been a weird journey to get there. When Olivia had lost her shit that day and told Jess that Roger loved her she hadn’t believed it. He was big and ambling. Kindhearted, but her work friend. it wasn’t until she thought she had lost him that Jess admitted to herself that she had feelings. Getting her friends to accept it had been something else entirely.
“Thanks.” She nodded to the laundry he was moving. “We can burn it. I have a spare.” She did still have a spare, right? Hopefully. Jessica needed to work on not burning through uniforms. Finding what looked like blissfully comfortable clothes Jess tugged on the top before ringing out her hair. “I’m thinking something more black. You didn’t know me when I wore the red and yellow, but I’m sure you’ve seen the google pictures.” Here came years of residual saltiness. “Anyway, I’ll go talk to Big Ronnie but knowing her we’re going to be too cash strapped.”
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