Helena Morgan, also known as Gravitrix, looked in the fridge and realised that she needed to do a little shopping. That was always the problem being a superhero. When you got home, you usually crashed. And lived off junk food.
She sighed and trudged down the stairs of the apartment block. Her pet singularity trailed behind her, tossing stray wrappers in the air. Fortunately, the store was just outside. Unfortunately, the building was across from the Zig. Paragon city's infamous jail. It was also crawling with fifth column Nazis in the street.
Even going out for milk was hard work.