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“ that’s a cute onesie. ” nico leans against the low posts of the fence behind him.  the street isn’t busy, particularly, more foot-traffic than anything.  he watches the front of a store across the road. he knows for a fact that their money is picked up in the morning, so if he wants to make a decent score, tonight’s the night.  nico is one hundred and ten percent sure this man in costume is nothing to worry about.  superheroes don’t exactly concern themselves with him; he’s still a nobody, thank god.  he can chalk this meeting up to a coincidence.