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We all laugh, while Cyrus shakes his head.
“It’s because the list is so obvious, and anyone who doesn’t agree can suck my butt,” he mutters.
“Bro, I’m not getting into this with you again,” Reno replies. “And I’mdefinitelynot sucking your butt.”
“In what conceivable world is Keaton better than Bale, though?? Honestly,” Cyrus starts up, and I’m wheezing. “No, seriously! I really want to know what your thought process is here.”
“Um, my thought process is that Keaton is a legend,” Reno argues.
“I’m not doubting that. I’m just saying as far as who brought Batman to lifethe best,” Cyrus says with confidence, “Bale has to beat Keaton. It’s just a fact.”
“Luthor… This is all your fault,” Tony gripes, and I snicker.
“I know, it’s hilarious. You should see how red he’s turning.” I peek at Cyrus, smirking.
He shoves me. “I am not. I just happen to be very passionate about Batman, is all.”
“Yea, no shit. This argument has been going on for, like, six years,” Tony laughs.
“Come on, fellas. You can’t count the time the debate was paused!” A familiar female voice suddenly bursts into our ears. “Just like you can’t count on Cyclops to be unbiased about the Batman with the hottest growl.”
Cyrus and I gape at each other.
“Leah?!” I gasp.
“The one and only,” she croons.
“Oh, shit!” Tony shouts.
“The gang’s back together! Ride or fuckin’ die, bitches!” Reno goes off.
“Leah, holy shit!” My chest swells. “It’s so good to hear your voice, man! How’s it hangin’??”
“Always down to the floor, Luthy.” She chuckles. “Long time, no talk… I wasn’t sure you were still… active.”
I grin. “Yea, some shit went down. But it doesn’t matter. I’m here now.”
There’s some music playing through her mic that sounds a little familiar.
“Yo, Leez, what are you listening to?” Reno asks.
“CBV,” she says, and Cyrus starts smacking me on the arm over and over. “He’s one of my favorite artists.”
“That’s dope.” I beam at Cyrus while he falls over onto his side.
“Yeaa…uh!That shit’s a jam!” Reno is vibing. “Turn it up!”
“So, Luth… What’s new?” Leah asks. I can hear a million unspoken things in those two words.
“Well… I’m… um,” I shift. “I’m actually seeing someone.”
Cyrus coughs, “Don’t be a bitch.”
“I’m engaged,” I add, scowling at him.
“Oh my God, that’s fantastic!” she cheers.
“Bro… excuse you,” Tony grumbles. “You didn’t tell us you were engaged!”
