A Loaded Gun
Heels clicked over the sidewalk cleared of snow. A leather coat twisted as the wearer turned and planted herself on the seat beside Deadpool. One long leg crossed over the other, and the blonde flicked her hair over her shoulder. Her fake hair. ”Imagine my surprise. Wanting to walk in the city at night, without being Catwoman, and I find a handsome stranger.” She pulled her massive hat down lower over her head, only her crimson smile visible. “What’s troubling you, Wade? People like us, we wear these disguises when we want a different view. You don’t wander around without your mask on when you’re good with yourself. Can I help?”
Wade looked at Selina strangely, he didn't recognize her until she spoke. The hat, like his own, concealed her face as the sky darkened and they relied more and more on the street lights. The mercenary smiled a little and lowered his head, he hadn't expected to see her.
"I'm just trying to think some things over." The man shrugged, the dusting of snow was disturbed and it caught the light as it fell to the bench. "I've got me a wife, a home and more money than I need --" Another shrug followed the first and he pulled a face. "--so I dunno why I feel so empty."
