Abandoned Warehouse District, Sunday Afternoon

[its_theclimb]

This weekend had started off normal. Different from her usual self, not that she knew that, sure, but -- normal, at least, in that no one was chasing her or trying to invade her privacy.

Then this morning she'd woken up and found squirrels perched outside her window. And that had all changed.

Now she was on the run in the warehouse district, ducking

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[hasadestiny]

Karla had helpfully pointed Wally in the direction of the abandoned warehouse district yesterday, and now the Flash was patrolling.

And you didn't need to be a superhero to figure out that a girl ducking through warehouses was probably either up to something or avoiding something. He sped up to her. "Need a hand, miss?"

[its_theclimb]

Miley eyed him cautiously. "Are you with them?" she asked in hushed tones.

[hasadestiny]

"Depends who them are." Seriously, did no one here recognise a member of the Justice League when they saw one?

[its_theclimb]

"The reporters!" she hissed. "They're after me!"

[hasadestiny]

Okaaaay. There was a small gust of wind as Wally quickly checked the surrounding area. "I don't see any reporters."

[its_theclimb]

"No, no," Miley clarified. "They're squirrels."

[hasadestiny]

"The reporters are squirrels." Sure Wally had seen some crazy things in his time, but that was pretty out there. "Ma'am, is there any medicine you've decided to stop taking?"

[its_theclimb]

"...no?" Miley started.

Oh, Wally. Oh, Wally, no.

"You don't understand
What it is
That makes me tick
But you wish you did
You always second-guess, wonderin'
I say yes, but you just
Lose out every time..."

[hasadestiny]

And that was Wally's answer.

"Okay, ma'am, I really think we need to head to the clinic so you can speak to a doctor." He needed to get this girl help before she started pulling on a costume and committing music themed crimes.