liability

                   unable to sleep, the woman took her jacket and proceeded to jog down the stairs before catching sight of sloane. “are you going to be sharing that?” she called out from behind, arms folded to keep herself warm as possible before taking a seat in front of the other. “i don’t have training tomorrow so i believe this is a good time to get shitfaced.” nervous laughter escaped her; she didn’t want to get rejected by the other.

genesis has never been a morning person. and, dealing with her first thing in the morning would tell you that straight away. she’s just slightly more irritable than usual and twice as lethargic. she lets out a huff, plopping into a seat. her hair’s an absolute mess. “10am is too early to do anything,” she remarks to the other, relaxing in her seat. genesis had this ability to make herself perfectly at home wherever she was. she didn’t even bother changing out of her pajamas. “ya’ know, i dated a girl once that would wake up every morning at 6am, without fail, to go out for a run.” she snorts a little laugh. “if that isn’t class a showing off i don’t know what is.”  genesis pauses, before looking at the other, with a sleepy gaze. “i’m sorry, what were you saying?” 

      genevieve didn’t feel like she was a morning or evening person; everything depended on her mood in the moment. it had been a relatively easy morning all things considered until she felt the irritability in the other. the tall blonde had a rather short fuse and if someone else’s energy was negative, it seemed to reflect onto her. “you do realise that you’re probably not talking to the best person about this, right? i’m an athlete, i do the exact same thing.” she didn’t blame the other for forgetting; she assumed that very few of her ‘siblings’ knew what she did for a living. yes, there was too many of them but it was seemingly easy for them to keep up with the gossip from the outside world. “i believe showing off is better than sitting on your ass in this hell hole, but each to their own.” her passive aggression felt uncontrollable at the time; it was no secret the gifted child’s fuse was a short-circuit.

             genevieve had exhausted herself at training so she found herself lying on the couch just wanting to zone out from it all. sibling after sibling were talking about the supposed inevitable and she was extremely worried; this wasn’t the person she wanted to be, she didn’t want to be this miserable and insecure when it came to her own personality. “you’re really not helping my mood right now. i’m trying to elevate my mood so the entire house doesn’t implode so can both of you just shut up?” she stressed to the other before the one talking about their awaited doom and gloom. “how can you say it’s a good thing?”

“you ever wonder what it would’ve been like to be born a normal person ?” the red headed gifted girl inquires out loud. “i feel as if life would be so much easier.” she added with a quick shrug. “seriously though i wouldn’t have to worry about half or even a tenth of the things i do now.” aspen continued, the other seemed to be listening so she took this as the perfect moment to share her thoughts. “i may have it under control for the most part. but this entire thing is such an inconvenience sometimes.” she couldn’t say this about all the abilities, she even considered most to be quite fun, but her own often felt more like a curse than anything. 

         “wow. it’s like you haven’t been listening to my thoughts for all these years, aspen.” shaking her head, the blonde sighed and plonked herself on the couch. you would think that she would use her power for something useful, she thought to herself. “i believe this has been a recurring theme for my entire existence. to think that the world of sport considered to not let me compete just because i can shake shit? they’re absolutely wild.” it was clear that even with the years away from the mansion, genevieve still hadn’t hit maturity. there was never any room for growth in this environment and being a hargreeves child always came with this feeling of being suffocated. “i feel like we would have had normal disappointments. our father may still have been absolutely shit but at least he would have given us actual names, or even a made up celebrity one but at least that takes creativity.” genevieve was a bitter one, she always had been.