Lietrox3Pietro watched Lance strum his guitar. His fingers danced along the frets, making the instrument sing. it was awhile after Kitty dumped him, and Lance's guitar only sang sad songs. Pietro craved to change the tone of the music. Lance looked up and caught the speed demon watching him."What's up Pi?" Lance asked. Ever since Apocalypse was stopped, the two former best friends forgave each other."Bored," Pietro's leg kept shaking. Sitting still, he hated sitting still."Go run or something," Lance's head returned to his guitar. He was always bum now ever since Kitty."Oh that's exciting. Why don't we egg the X-Geeks' place?" Pietro offered.
Lietro DrabbleIt was an awful place, the edge of the bed. It was a place where the security of a long mattress ended and there was nothing but a cold, sharp drop to the floor. His feet touched the floorboards below. Gritty, worn, frigid. He tucked his feet back a little bit. The air even felt worse up here, out from under the sheets, away. He looked back. Lance was messing a lazy hand across his own face and reaching for the clock. 7:47. The devil’s hour, surely.“Babe? Why’re you going?” Lance’s voice was muffled like he didn’t have the energy to open his mouth the full way. Pietro shrugged a little and swept his
Lietro( Lance ) Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Lance strode down the steps toward the bathroom. He tried turning the knob. Since it was stuck, he made a small earthquake to open it. His eyes widened as he looked inside, frozen in place. Pietro stepped out of the shower, steam trailing behind him and encircling his body. His skin glistened from the water and glowed with life. His hair was weighed down by the water and it gave off a certain sheen as it framed his face. Pietro noticed Lance and me his gaze. Blushing, Lance ran back to his room to get ready for school.( Pietro ) Sitting in History, Pietro kept glancing over at Lance. The
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