I adjusted the buttons at my wrist once more, as I waited for the elevator doors to open. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing whatsoever, I told myself for the millionth time. I could act normal. Be normal. Be myself. Nobody would notice my injuries because I always wore long sleeve shirts to work, I wouldn't stand out, nobody would know I'd helped to save the super heroes from being defeated by Ghirar. From all appearances, they had pulled a victory at the last second. Saving the city once again. I exhaled, yes. For all intents and purposes, I was never there. Nobody would know I was there. So why was I freaking out about this?
-Inspiration from watching Rise of the Guardians.
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