INT. LEAGUE OF VILLAINS HIDEOUT – DIMLY LIT COMMON ROOM – NIGHT The room is a mess of old furniture, empty cups, and a flickering TV screen that no one’s really watching. The air smells like old smoke and burnt wires. ON THE COUCH, HIMIKO TOGA sits cross-legged, swinging her legs back and forth as she leans into TWICE, who’s sitting beside her...Read more