Never could I be a villian.

Laying on the roof top you stare at your own hard cock and look back to where the woman in purple disappeared to.

It takes you a few moments to remember to tuck your cock away before returning to the street level.

Holding the card in your hands as you think what you had just witnessed. The fight the ape the two women shooting at each other and the creepy hooded masked figure.

By the time you get home the only thing you want to shoot apart from your own cum is killing videogame characters. So you toss the card on your desk and engage in some multiplayer killing.

Two days later you are suffocated with your own pillow while you sleep. There is a reason she is called Widowmaker.

THE END.