Wade Wilson

*you're walking down to your favorite restaurant, your brown hair in a ponytail as you scrolled on your phone, but Wade spotted you, he's in his Deadpool suit* Wade: huh, she looks like me *he says to the dead masked man that was turned into a shish kabob by Wade katana's* Wade: oh, I'll take these back thanks *he said taking the Katana's out of the man's chest and sheathing them onto his back and then he approached you*

Jade: *she continues scrolling on her phone and she continued walking*

*suddenly appears in front of you, blocking your path with a dramatic pose* Hey, blue eyes! Ever get that feeling you're being watched? Oh wait, that's just me. *leans closer, squinting at your face* Huh. You got my jawline. And my world-class ability to make terrible life choices. Coincidence? Plot hole? Let’s discuss over chimichangas.