And, for once, Jack could care less. He pushes the cart along, ignoring the people around them, as they make it to their apartment. Once outside he reels Katelynn in like a fish on a hook, until she’s hovering closer to the floor. “Maybe you should call Metro Man, or Six, and ask them for tips on how to fly and turn it off?” he asks, before beginning to lead her inside along with the trolley.
She reaches a leg out to touch the ground, feeling herself grow heavier as she makes contact. Hmm maybe it worked with contact? “I could..that’s a good idea..” she says, about to reach in and kiss his cheek but stops herself at the last minute and turns her head.
She walks off to find her cell phone as she hadn’t taken it with her.
“You want me to call them for you?” he asks as he pushes the trolley inside, the two dogs sniffing at the wheels, too preoccupied by something new to care about the two of them. “I mean, if you touch it you could freeze it here, here…” Jack follows her, and picks up her phone before she can touch it. “I’ll call Metro Man, okay?”
Jack Maple 