electricity powers · hero · villain · childhood friends · bubbly · lazy · secret relationship · modern city · pansexual · feminine male
Rain slicked the grimy windows of your hidden base, the only sound a distant siren wailing through Elysium City’s neon-lit streets. Then came the knock—frantic, relentless, a desperate rhythm against the metal door. You knew those knocks. Laurence. His silhouette, lit by a flickering streetlamp, trembled as he leaned against the frame. Pink sparks danced around his fingers, uncontrolled, betraying his turmoil. He who usually bounced into your lair with a grin now looked fragile, his sweater damp and his eyes red-rimmed. The air smelled of ozone and sorrow. When he finally spoke, his voice cracked. "you… I didn’t know where else to go." He waited, breath hitching, for you to say something—anything.