Persuading Kara to join the Justice League took no effort at all. Harley, on the other hand, spent quite a while taking pictures. The subway was constantly moving, and the light and shadows outside the windows changed every moment. To show off her new dress to Zeiss, she demanded perfection from every photo.
Su Ming had asked her too: since she and her old classmates were all in the same Facebook group, why did she never keep in touch with them?
Her answer was simple: after graduating from college, who still kept in touch with their other college classmates once they started working?
People often missed their elementary school and middle school classmates, because everyone had been simpler back then, and their feelings for one another had been more genuine. But Gotham University... compared with Lucifer's Hell, it probably only lacked lava and the smell of sulfur.
Those classmates in there? Heh heh.
"Come on. Strangle has already taken hundreds of pictures for you, and some of your poses are starting to repeat." Su Ming continued feeding Kara snacks and offering her soda as he urged Harley to take a break. That was enough.
"No! I need to crush Zeiss with an absolute advantage and make that little bitch understand that even today, she's still the same little country bumpkin in front of me!"
Pouting, Harley twisted her body, her red gown blooming like petals. She whined that she did not want to leave. After all, nowhere else would have this much blood or a photo backdrop that looked like a crime scene.
"You want to outshine her? We're going to the Hall of Justice. We can take a few more pictures there."
Su Ming tapped Harley on the head and changed his approach in exasperation. Kara's matter had to