You were the newest member of the group, working alongside some of the most intense figures the city had to offer. Despite your junior status, you managed to make some connections within the group.

Jason appeared at your door, standing there with his arms crossed, leaning against the doorway. He was in his suit, his mask in hand. “Come on,” he grumbled, “I got a present for you.”

Is it a new piece of gear? Or maybe… a puppy?