"Uh, yeah," Sam said. "I think I can understand it." And it certainly seemed that Steph's world had Sam's beat, at least in terms of quantity. And maybe creativity, too. She decided not to play that game. No one needed to know that the world had been fucking ended by her own biological parents.

It was bad enough she'd confessed it to Fucky Darns, in a drunken rampage.

"But what about this Justice League thingy?" she asked, forcing herself from going down the darker path in her mind. "Sounds like it's a nice...counter balance. Or is that just your alien Boy Scout in the red cape?"