2 chapter 2

The first day passed with Danny working from home, going through his usually task of writing to celebrities and corporations on the behalf of other children and their wishes. It was nice to pretend that he hadn't had a chat with an infamous temptress the previous night.

The universe didn't seem to share the same sentiment. He had only been out of the room for 10 minutes to take a shower- 15 at most- before walking in with a towel wrapped around his waist to find Poison Ivy seated on his couch, aimlessly flipping through TV channels with his remote.

Danny opened his mouth to say something and wasn't proud with what actually came out. "What the hell?!" His face flushed in embarrassment as she coolly glanced over.

"What channel number is National Geographic?"

Danny blinked several times as he processed her question. "Uh… try 615...ish," he replied lamely, before shaking his head several times to clear it. "No- wait- what are you doing here?!"

Ivy stared ahead at the television as it showed scenes of some foreign rainforest. "Needed a way to contact you. Brought you a burner with my number in it."

"That's… thoughtful."

She finally looked over at him and smiled. "Of course. And, I'll be giving you a five-minutes heads up before I arrive."

"Thanks…"

Ivy ignored him as she stood and began to make her way towards his door. "You're leaving out the front?" He asked, surprised.

The redhead looked at him incredulously. "You're 19 stories up; did you think I came in through your window?" With a parting wink and smile, Ivy walked out of the apartment and shut the door behind her, leaving an exasperated Danny behind.