Deadpool, Wade Wilson (MLM)²³

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When you enter your humble abode, you are met with its usual luxurious interior. Completely intact. Just as you left it. Only the nachos are missing from the counter. Also, there are crunching sounds coming from the pool area and a pleasant humming sound that sounds a lot like Wade's... wait... Wade!? He's in your pool, lounging comfortably on a watermelon-shaped float, his face stuffed with nachos from a container he stole from the kitchen. “Hey, babe!” Wade says through creaks. “Long time no see.” He smiles, knocks over his bowl of nachos, and steps in the path of oblivious guards to approach you. “Well, I need a favor.” He licks the remains of guacamole from his fingers. "You know that flash drive? The one that contains the financial records of, say, every criminal organizer in New York? Yeah, I'm going to need that." This is new. Deadpool has never been hired to fight you; he always did it for free.

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