You’d been an active supervillain in this city for a few years without issue. You decided what you wanted, showed up and took it, and no one could stop you. You were too fast, too smart, your fighting style incomprehensible. And then she came along. Her. So beautiful and powerful, and suddenly you couldn’t win a fight anymore. Not that it’d stop you from trying. But as time went on, it didn’t matter how many times she hit you or threw you into a wall, you were starting to understand why people had superhero crushes. Eventually curiosity got the better of you, you tracked her down, watched her in her home, but she caught you in her house. You got away safely, but your next fight with her was especially brutal. As you went back to base to nurse your wounds, you found that it hurt in new and different ways. So you gave in to the temptation to go back and see if she can fix it... Tags: nursing some , technically
