The door shook open as Ben Grimm stormed into the room. He sat on the couch, then stood up again in his anger, as if unable to decide between comfort and rage.
That kid, that little flamer!! It was ALWAYS Johnny Storm! That self-righteous little matchstick found endless enjoyment out of teasing, poking, prodding... It was enough to drive the Thing insane! But this time... it was too much, this stunt had left Ben feeling uneasy.
Reed looked up from his book as his collegue paced back and forth through the sitting room, sitting, then standing.
"Something... bothering you?" he asked.
".... Johnny," Ben grumbled.
"Ah," Reed said, closing his
If I die young, bury me in satin. Lay me down on a bed of roses; sink me in the river at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song
This was never supposed to happen. Mike just had to interview a witness. Yes, it was a bad neighborhood, which was why Harvey didn't want to go and told Mike to do it. He had thought Mike would have been fine, would have been safe.
In all honesty, he should have known. Mike looked innocent and young. Sometimes he looked like a lost puppy. Why wouldn't someone try to mug him? Only, that stupid idiot didn't give him his messenger bag with the briefs in it.
The mugger ended up getting the bag anyway,
sorry for being grouchy i just need to tell someone.
i haven't posted much art because of school and family.
i'll explain school has given me s much work and i got suspended for the teacher being racist towards me because of us being different colors like mine light and his dark :(
then for family my cousins got cancer, my dog just died and i can't walk because of an operation.
sorry if this bothers anyone i just need to speak my mind if anybody actually reads this i thank you :)