Dove | Cafeteria
That TWERP!
She had wanted to see what would happen with the vague trace of amusement around her. Dove flung whoever who had done that away to give her a chance to calm down. She yanked her hood back around her shoulders and looked around.
Only to see a very similar boy standing up, thoroughly dazed.
"Dougie."
He looked up, eyes wide, mouth set to go a mile a minute. "Oh hey Dove. Just thought I'd come over and see how you were doing. Not my best idea I know but—"
She cut him off. "You should know by now I Don't. Like. Pranks."
He smiled. "But pranks are fun! I've heard a story of two friends— maybe you've heard of them, they were at the superhero camp I went to every year, ring a bell? No? Well these two friends just kept pranking each other all the time. And you'd think they'd hate each other but when you actually talked to them— and let them get a word in edgewise, I suppose, that helps— then you'd know they were actually really good friends and liked each others' company—"
Dove tuned him out at that point. She could feel a knot of grief in her stomach at old memories. Dad loved pranks... I miss them. She blinked back tears when she remembered why he'd stopped, preventing herself from whispering 'Come back, Mom.'
She turned her back to him as he kept talking. When he finally realized she was walking down the hall, he jogged the few paces to catch up with her. "Dove, wait! I'm sorry, okay?"
She stopped, keeping her back to him. "For what, exactly?"
That actually seemed to catch him off guard. Dougie paused and thought about it. "Everything, I guess. I mean, I'm sorry I ran off when Steel went all crazy and I guess I'm sorry for pulling that prank on you but—"
"I'd have wanted you gone when Steel went out of control, either way."
She didn't give him enough time to respond before walking down the hall.
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