Actual superheroes wear denim.

All Bobby wanted was a girl to get back to after a hard day of work. Like the last one said before she remaining, he was going precisely two places-no and where-and he was happy with that. But somebody had other programs for him. A murder. The Terrorist View List. For what? Underage drinking? Things couldn’t perhaps get worse. Right?

Oh yes, they could.

A lot worse.

He wouldn’t believe superheroes were real if he weren’t one himself.

Tiny robot dragons send him, chasing his humanity and his long term, on the path to discovering his previous and a location to call “house.” If he’s lucky, probably he can get a beverage there.

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