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Varshanka
Guest
Wondergirl arrives
Standing at the doorway as Hope drove off, Karan sighed and walked forwards. One step at a time as she pushed open the glass doors and walked inside. Looking and listening it seemed to be a version of Dante’s inferno and Freddy Krugers nightmare. With a splash of Jason Voorhee’s dreamy mother.
And maybe a psychopath was running the show.
Everything went silent as more and more people noticed her standing there, watching them. Wearing a pair of tight jeans, boots, and a Westbrook Warriors T-Shirt with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail she looked more like a collage cheerleader than a cop or superhero.
Maybe a cheerleaders girlfriend.
Smiling his friendliest smile a sergeant in a dark blue and freshly pressed uniform walked over. “How can I help you pretty lady?”
“Show me who’s in charge, and who I’m supposed to report to.”
“That depends on who you are..” he replied, “Miss..”
“You can call me.. Wonder Girl.” She said, getting a few snickers from the crowd behind him.
“Sorry, you don’t look like a superhero to me.”
“Looks are deceiving. Can I talk to your boss now?” She sighed. She so didn’t want to deal with this.
Walking out of an office in the back a well dressed figure in a suit caused silence to fill the room again.
Standing at the doorway as Hope drove off, Karan sighed and walked forwards. One step at a time as she pushed open the glass doors and walked inside. Looking and listening it seemed to be a version of Dante’s inferno and Freddy Krugers nightmare. With a splash of Jason Voorhee’s dreamy mother.
And maybe a psychopath was running the show.
Everything went silent as more and more people noticed her standing there, watching them. Wearing a pair of tight jeans, boots, and a Westbrook Warriors T-Shirt with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail she looked more like a collage cheerleader than a cop or superhero.
Maybe a cheerleaders girlfriend.
Smiling his friendliest smile a sergeant in a dark blue and freshly pressed uniform walked over. “How can I help you pretty lady?”
“Show me who’s in charge, and who I’m supposed to report to.”
“That depends on who you are..” he replied, “Miss..”
“You can call me.. Wonder Girl.” She said, getting a few snickers from the crowd behind him.
“Sorry, you don’t look like a superhero to me.”
“Looks are deceiving. Can I talk to your boss now?” She sighed. She so didn’t want to deal with this.
Walking out of an office in the back a well dressed figure in a suit caused silence to fill the room again.