So there's a thing.

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Angel you owe me ten bucks.

Yeah, Wallflower and I just rescued Spider-Man (haha fucking laugh, I did.) from some asshat calling himself Radian or Radassman or something.

He's (Radian or whatever, not Spider-Man) chilling his heels in lockup, Gar, you mind checking up on him just to make sure he stays put in jail? He had this whole thing about a guy named Scorpion or something, I think Wallflower recorded it, I was busy trying to get her into a window so she could find a stairwell so we could come in door and window. We made it look like he knocked his own damn self out and called the cops from outside the building and saw them dragging him out in cuffs. It was awesome.

If you missed the report and my last post - Spider-Man ... okay I can't keep calling him that I'm laughing too much - is a fifteen year old kid named Miles and he's so earnest it's fricking adorable, pretty sure he'll be calling in the morning to try to transfer, because he really wants to be a superhero.

There's too many codenames in this, I am so going to drink all the drinks.