Monday Morning

Monday morning, on December 6th, Aaron Reigner was discharged from West Mercy Hospital.

There was a slight chill outside and he called for a taxi to get him home. As much as he wished he could do whatever he wanted, he couldn't. Supervillain attacks were common nowadays and work places could spring back from one easily. According to the Gotham City website, "Wayne Enterprises builds all of its properties to be able to withstand an earthquake of at least 8.5 on the Richter magnitude scale."

Yep. They weren't lying either. Ivy's seemingly impressive attack did nothing more than redecorate the place. On Wednesday, Aaron and everyone who was able had to go back.

Coming home he smelled dust and fresh plants. As expected, everything was neat and tidy and in their place. The first thing he did was light up a herb-scented candle. Its aroma was pleasant and it graced the air quickly.

Aaron inhaled. 'Home.'

Tanya and Tam were excellent distractions but their roles did not extend past that. Distractions. The detectives were the same but somehow worse. In their case, not a single one of them could handle the full obscenity of his cock. It was an unequal exchange, really. He fucked them until they couldn't walk while he was left with a bored, throbbing erection. He would have preferred staying home and doing nothing over a dull hospital stay and unsatisfying sex.

Well, maybe he was exaggerating.

He changed into blue shorts and a grey t-shirt, cracked open a cold can of coke, and plopped his bum in the recliner. He played on his game console for a few hours, ordered shawarma, and kicked back. The clock ticked by and the moon took its place in the clouds.

After a quick glance, he saw the legendary Bat Signal imprinted into the clouds. 'Better not be another Ivy attack or something.'

Snorting, he checked his cabinet drawers. The rice krispies were gone.

'Probably Cassandra. I noticed the shower was also used.'

During her five day tenure, he came to learn of her many strange habits. For example, she liked to stand in the shower stall and for two hours allow boiling hot water to pour down on her head. Why? What was the reason for such a painful experience? Because it was good training, apparently, and very relaxing in her opinion.

Whatever. Aaron didn't judge.