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Romeo pencil flew throught the paper while drawing an shadow of a girl. It was not just a girl. Juliet. The name ringing through his ears like a symphony. The name just slip out of his tongue so easily and like it was an common and often name that slip out of his tongues. The images were blurry and then disappeared. He heard someone clear their throat and he look up to see someone. “Can I help you with something?” he asked with a small smile on his lips.

“is there any clubs or anything so i can get a drink”?

“i must admit i’m not looking forward to fall. the heat of summer reminds me of home, and i’ve never been a fan of the cold.”

“Mom never wanted me to have coffee, but this stuff is delicious! I mean truly, I don’t know why she wanted to keep me away from such a tasty yummy liquid. It’s a sin, really. Have you had it before? Isn’t it great!”

“i ain’t gonna lie to you, i think i’m settlin’ in to this whole future thing pretty damn swell, my ma would be proud.” bucky nodded, a small, prideful grin on his lips as he held the coffee in both hands. “always knew i’d fly the coop, but boy would she give me a talking to if she knew where i ended up — wait, what were we talking about?”

“Mom never wanted me to have coffee, but this stuff is delicious! I mean truly, I don’t know why she wanted to keep me away from such a tasty yummy liquid. It’s a sin, really. Have you had it before? Isn’t it great!”

“i must admit i’m not looking forward to fall. the heat of summer reminds me of home, and i’ve never been a fan of the cold.”

nicky hadn’t been home in months and at this point he knew that he wasn’t about to go looking to see if they’d accept him. knowing very well that the only way they would was if he were to return no longer loving men. but that was the farthest thing possible for the male. instead he tried to create a new family with the players on the team at his school. but even that wasn’t enough to hold him over. instead he often was at the club with a drink in his hand and his body squeezed in between the other bodies crowding the dance floor. taking a break from the dance floor for a refill, he slid up beside someone else. “hey how’s it going?”

“Mom never wanted me to have coffee, but this stuff is delicious! I mean truly, I don’t know why she wanted to keep me away from such a tasty yummy liquid. It’s a sin, really. Have you had it before? Isn’t it great!”

she nodded, “i did. i… i was tricked into going down to hell with him. to being trapped.” though truly, she had made the choice herself, she hadn’t understood the choice she had made. she had been desperate and starving. “i knew persephone, his wife. but the hades i knew didn’t have blue or flaming hair…” she admitted.

“You’ve never had it?! You’re really missing out. Unless you always have a good amount of energy. Then maybe not.”

“no, i’m not you and the rest of the family.” andromeda spoke as she looked at her sister. the brunette knew that her sister was capable of a lot, but it never meant that she was going to just throw her aside. “besides it was you, mom, dad, and cis that threw me out when i made my decision.”

“your original memory?” the blonde asked curiously, her brows raising as she looked up at him. “as in… your childhood?”

“Even though some of them have an understandable reason still killing people not going to solve it anyway. Exactly. Do a plan but don’t hurt or kill anyone” Rafael said nodding and shrug. He let out a small chuckle. “Yes. I mean it was really a character development, it was really nice to know about this development. Even though I liked you before this” he said chuckling and a bit shy. He nodded. “People recognize you with frequency?”.

Tony glanced at the other with a slight interest and he shook his head, forcing a smile to his lips as he unconsciously took another sip of his beverage “I haven’t drank for six years did you know? Course you didn’t, you don’t even know who I am. I’m not use to that, there’s a lot of people here who don’t know me. I don’t think my ego is taking it too well.” He joked, looking up with a sigh. He knew what had him down. But would the other believe him? Would she take it differently. He didn’t particularly care in all honesty. Too much was built up against him. He could feel the whole world leaning slightly and at this point he wasn’t exactly sure if it was him speaking metaphorically or the alcohol. “It’s just… I’m meant to be dead, you know?”