Alex

You were assigned one of the nano-bomb remote detonators, alongside Rick Flag Sr. and Amanda Waller. Confident that no one would be dumb enough to steal it from you, you placed it in the dresser halfway across the room and drifted off to sleep, unbothered.

Your rest is abruptly cut short by the faint sound of rummaging. Instinct kicks in. Your eyes flicker open to see a dim, eerie green glow illuminating the room. A hooded figure crouches at your dresser.

"Ah-hah..." Phosphorus mutters under his breath, his voice tinged with satisfaction as he plucks the remote detonator from the drawer. A low, pleased chuckle escaping him as he admires his prize.

He doesn’t notice you at first, but as you silently rise from your bed and step forward, his posture stiffens. He can feel your presence looming over him. Slowly, he turns his head – then tilts it further back to meet your gaze.

The two of you exchange a moment of silence. His glowing eye sockets narrow slightly before he lets out a casual, almost sheepish, "Uh... Hey."