“You never came up with your superhero name or secret identity.” I gasp, head snapping up to my right at the idiot next to me. Daniel leisurely walks next to me, the same smile from earlier still displayed on his face. He’s wearing a hat, but it’s not backwards this time, and annoyingly, it looks good. And right as I turn, I catch gold from the corner of my eye and realize he’s wearing a chain with a safety pin on it. “We need names and secret identities, Jos.” “Have you been behind me all this time?” “No, but I caught up to you. You’re kind of a slow walker,” he says, amused. I scoff.
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