“I mean.. Not really, especially people I’ve never met before.” Ravi admitted. 

   Well he was never good with his actions when Karen was involved. 

         “ Actually, you look less weighted down.” His head drops to look at the sidewalk floor. “ Happy. “ But then Karen’s body molding with his and Frank both wants to tense from it or sag into her. 

Frank does neither, pats her arm in answer as he looks ahead. “ Good, iv been ...busy. “

“Then what are you saying?”  He said, placing another light kiss on her flesh. “That it’s still too soon? That it’s still too dangerous? Or maybe…. you’re just a little scared?” The answer didn’t matter to him - not truly at any rate as his left hand traced the letter ‘S’ lightly on her back. “It’s reasonable to be… especially with what i’m pulling tonight.”

Blending in was easy. With the right outfit, he could follow someone for weeks with-out incident, but this time around he’d been caught red handed. 

Immortality may have had it’s perks, but boredom wasn’t one of them. To have no real goal in sight caused him to do things like this and see just how long someone would notice him. The longest he’d gone with no one noticing was six months, but this one? This had to be the lowest - not even half an hour.

   “You’re fast,”  he said, hands moving behind his head. “How long did you notice? Ten - maybe fifteen minutes?”

“We’re working on a piece that’s… going to blow the city wide open.” Maybe not exactly wide open, but close enough to it. If Eddie could get everything to line up properly, this story of his could destroy the public opinion of every single vigilante in the city, and  if it reached enough viewers? Oh, the reactions would be rich. 

Even for Brock, this was something out of an old play book. He got caught doing this once before, but this time? Everything lined up - no, would line  up perfectly. There would be no copy  cats, no Spider ruining his reputation. It would simply be Eddie Brock making sure no one was looking in Venom’s general direction. 

“You’re welcome to have first crack at an interview though.” Not that it needed to be said, there was no doubt Karen was going to request one - or  demand one. What Brock was planning was dangerous. For everyone in the city - no matter who they were. “After it’s published.”

💀 - Johnny was exhausted, and he wasn’t about to insult Karen by pretending that he wasn’t It was written on his face, clear as day. Between the shoots, and late nights patrolling the streets as his other half, he found little time to sleep. Johnny peered up into her eyes wearily, a tired smile playing across his lips. The blonde biker leaned into her touch.

                   The faint smell of smoke still hung in the air of the shabby apartment. Thin clouds of grey still lingered at the ceilings, though Ashley considered it nothing more than a mood setter. After all, smoke was romantic, right ?? Love... flames... flames... smoke. Made sense to him. “ I’m sorry, ” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. “ I spent all day in the kitchen trying to make you a really good meal but I uh -- ” he glances away, biting his bottom lip awkwardly. “ I can’t cook. I burnt everything. The lasagna set on fire. I didn’t even know tomatoes were flammable. ”