Freddy Freeman (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} freemanspeaks) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} somerealityrpg, |
Freddy finished off his plate (although there was still plenty of food left for the next day) while he listened to Nico. He liked listening to him, possibly because it was rare for Nico to talk so much at once. For Freddy, a natural babbler by birth, listening was a big thing, but he found it took no effort then. "My world," he repeated. He shrugged. "A lot like this one, I guess, except I live in Philadelphia. It is in Pennsylvania. Until a few months ago? I didn't really think Batman was real or anything, just a really cool legend, you know? But then my brother...well, foster brother unless he wants to be my brother...well, Billy became a superhero. Some wizard gave him his powers because he was getting old and weak. Now Billy just says 'Shazam' and becomes an adult superhero who can fly and kick ass and stuff." He glanced down, biting his lip, remembering he still didn't know if Billy and their family were okay. "Not sure if he is okay. We sort of had a fight before I got here." He pulled the containers holding the snow cones toward him. "Want one?"