A Veteran's Check-in

Heading back inside after spending the afternoon out around the park bench, I made my way up onto the low living room coffee table. Right by an open notebook, I came across that short note you left me with just my name on it—'tobey'. It gave me a knowing smirk. Even when you've traded blows with half a dozen multiversal villains, having someone recognize who you are under the mask never gets old. I leaned my shoulder against a wooden coaster, crossed my arms, and took a breather under the soft lamp glow. Off-duty life around here really isn't half bad.