To Be a DC Superhero [septiplier version]

T u r k e y

"Hello This is The Subway Delivery what would you like to order?"

"Hey Batman."

"What—Batman?"

"Well since I don't know your name but you know mine I have to call you something."

"okay, Jack."

"Anyway, I'll have the usual."

"Your sandwich should be there in twenty minutes."

"Thanks."

"No problem."

"Hey Batman?"

"Yep?"

"Do you think I'm strange?"

"No. Why would I think you're strange? And why are you taking my judgement?"

"I don't know. Neighbors talk to everyone in my family BUT me, and I only have one person to talk to."

"Who?"

"You, of course."

"Well, no. I don't think you're strange."

"Thanks."

"I just think you're a young teen who wants to have fun?"

*chuckles* "why do you sound like—sort of Philosophy professor? Judging by your voice you fucking seem eighteen!"

"I AM eighteen!"

"I'm seventeen."

"Good to know, I guess. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No ... n-not exactly ... "

"Well—what do you—"

"Oh! Sandwich is here! Gotta go!"

"Mark!"

"What?"

"My—my name is Mark."

"I'll still call you Batman. Bye!"

"Wait—you didn't answer my—"

Beep beep beep

" ... question ... "