Another Day, Another Dullard

Cassandra wakes after a couple hours, feeling renewed with energy. She gets out of bed and goes to take a quick shower.

As she stands there, letting the water run down her dark brown hair and over her pale bare skin, she think about all the good she is going to do with her newfound powers. She imagines the city erecting a statue in her honor, people cheering as she runs into a burning building to save the people trapped inside.

She finishes up in the shower and gets dressed, her costume under her civvies. Cassandra spends the next few hours cleaning the house before heading to work. She always walks to work as she likes to get a bit of fresh air before spending the next few hours indoors.

She arrives at the sports bar where works and begins waiting tables. Her shift goes smoothly until one of the customers starts harassing her, "Hey babe, why don't sit on my lap and I'll give you a real big tip, if you get my meanin'." The drunk man laughs, grabbing Cassandra's ass.

Cassandra turns toward the man, fire in her eyes. She grabs the man's hand and twists his arm, nearly breaking it, "Touch me again and you won't have a 'tip' to give anyone...if you get my meaning." She lets go of his harm. The man tosses a bunch of money on the table and rushes out of the bar.

Cassandra shakes her head as she collects the money, "These idiots never learn..." She works the next few hours until her shift is over and begins to walk home.