Right, ain’t no damn way that shyt would fly if superheroes existed in the real world. If they’re teenagers, it’s gonna be even worse keeping them little rebels contained with them powers. Imagine sitting in a interrogation room after saving the world and not knowing you’re pretty much
Man I'm not even a teen and I wouldn't go for that bullshyt.
*phone rings*
Me: "Hello?"
Police: "yes, this is the NYPD. I'm sure you're aware Mysterio said in his final moments you killed him. We need you to come in for questioning."
Me: "Wow that's crazy" *hangs up phone and goes back to fukking MJ*
Fred.