“If you had a super power, what would you have?”
Damon was lying on the floor of his bedroom, staring up at the ceiling. Bryce, his best friend, was reading the latest X-men comic while sitting against the floor.
“Uh… I don’t know. Maybe the ability to make any comic book mint.”
Damon sat up.
“What kind of stupid power is that? What about super strength? Reading minds? Shooting shards of glass from your eyes?”
Bryce kept reading.
“Do you know how much your collection would be worth if all your comics were mint?”
That made Damon pause.
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