“I’m understanding something, alright… and I think it has to do with carnal desires,” I say.
“It’s like you guyswantto risk your lives,” Ellison growls.
“I sure don’t. I just want to sit in here and paint my nails,” Lex says.
“My brother’s favorite color is red,” Landon informs him.
Lex hesitates before quickly screwing the lid on the nail polish and dropping it in his bag. “What strange trivia you have declared,” he says, sounding a bit like a robot as he digs in his bag and pulls out some red nail polish.
“My Lord of Suits, do you know your husband’s favorite color?” I ask.
“There are five apartments per floor,” Ellison continues.
“He’s a bit shy,” I explain to the rest.
“You said seven floors?” August asks from where he’s over there taking notes.
“What a nerd,” Landon calls out. “Teacher’s pet. Hey, nerd, you wanna bang under the bleachers?”
“I think it’s highly illegal for you to have intercourse on any school grounds,” Ellison says.
“It was a joke! We were role-playing! Deus, how do you manage to tame that man?” Landon asks.
“I will get back to you when I figure it out,” I assure him. “Even my omniscient demons don’t have the answers to that.”
“Oh hey, did you see this video of that guy who was preaching up a storm at the mall?” Landon asks as he pulls it up on his phone and aims it at me.
The man stands before a group of people, of course standing up higher so he can tower over them. “Superheroes United is incapable of keeping villains in their own prisons confined! The villains were unleashed upon innocent lives?—”
“I really didn’t see anyone innocent there, did you?” I ask.
“Turn that shit off,” Ellison snaps.
The man continues to preach from the phone. “A ban of powers is not strong enough. We need toremovetheir powers!”
“Can we focus on what is at hand?”
“Sure, sure,” Landon says as he turns it off.
“All eyes are on your sexy body, my man.”
Ellison just throws his papers that he’s been trying to read from for the last fifteen minutes. I glance down and see “acid spraying” in them.
“The villain sprays acid? I feel like you should have mentioned this and shouldn’t have been withholding it from us,” I say.
Landon gasps. “Omg, we could have been melted to goo and you weren’t going to tell us?”
“That’s the plan,” Ellison says with so much sarcasm he could have fed Valerie’s addiction to being evil for at least a year.
“Anything else you’re withholding from your Lord of Darkness?”
“You’re the ‘Lord of Darkness’ in this scenario?” Landon asks me. “What am I?”
“A mere peasant.”
“I’ll peasant your ass.”
I hold my arms out. “Come at me, bruh.”
