"'Sup?" Present Mic walked into his girlfriend's office to chat before lunch. "Had anyone stop by for anything today?"
"Ah, one of the students had the same problem I had recently." She sighed and looked up from her desk. "They said something on social media that got posted everywhere. Blown way out of proportion. "
"Ugh." He sat down with a thump in the chair in front of her, his long legs bent at the knees to make room. "That wrecked you as I recall. How'd you handle it?"
She shrugged. "I told them that, and how I felt about it. And also, how this type of calling people out is a form of mob mentality and bullying. Even if another says something we disagree with, shaming them for their opinion is not right. And posting it everywhere so that they can be pulled apart by the masses is terrible."
"Mm hmm."
"I told them things like this will always happen. People will see things from their perspective and they will sometimes twist your own words to use against you. It does not mean you are a bad person, even if others are mocking you and claiming you are. It just means you are being misunderstood..." She faltered to a stop, soft leather on her lips suddenly blocking her from speaking.
"Babe." He had gotten up and gently covered her mouth with one gloved hand. "Shh. It's okay. Don't dwell on it too much."
Elly's ears slowly unfolded from where they had been laying flat, almost hidden in her hair. She nodded wearily. "Sorry, Mikey," she murmured when he removed his hand.
"Nothing to be sorry about." He kissed the side of her neck. "<i>You</i> know you're not a bad person and they took shit the wrong way, so who cares. 'Lotta folks think I'm useless as a pro hero." He chuckled ruefully. "They're wrong. You help me see that every time I have a problem with it." He flashed her his very best and biggest Present Mic smile and was relieved to see her smile genuinely back.
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