“Superheroes everywhere were just offended. I hope you’re proud of yourself.”
“Sorry, sorry.. I’m not wearing my glasses, my vision is awful..!“ Maven chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.
Carlos grinned. “I was teasing, buddy. Where are your glasses?”
“I have.. no idea.“ A slightly nervous grin formed on his face, “I bet one of the campers hid them somewhere.. again.“
“Oh boy… well, do you want help looking for them? Do you have back-ups?”
The Perfect Scientist 