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Talia looked to Glade first, obvious shock on her face that Brooklyn somehow knew about his powers. Glade just sat there with an, “Oh, crap...” look, then wiped it away after a handful of seconds and took a long drink from his lime juice and whiskey. Talia gave a nervous chuckle, holding up a...

Talia scrunched up her lips and squinted in a thoughtful manner, tossing a few nuts in her mouth. After the bombshell that James had thrown at Brooklyn — or rather her answer that was the bombshell — she wouldn’t be too harsh. Besides, she didn’t know Brooklyn well enough to go too far. She...

Talia swirled her drink around and gave a squinting look as she considered her options. There were several options, some worse than others. For her first question, she decided to go with something simple. “When I was six, my Dad lectured me about stealing because my brother stole something.”...

Talia was actually a little surprised at how well James could sing. “Wow, James. You’ve been hiding your talents. Maybe we should start a music night,” she teased. When he asked her next she didn’t take too long to decide. Unlike Glade she wasn’t one that had much to fear as far as truths. She...

Talia just rolled her eyes and took another sip of her drink and a handful of nuts. “Dare it is,” Glade agreed, then took a moment to consider. He didn’t want to get too extreme, or there was likely to be some retaliation. “I dare you to... open the window and sing your favorite song as loud...

Glade just looked at Brooklyn for a moment, as if he was trying to decide whether to change his choice from James to her now. “Maybe I should ask you instead of James,” he prodded playfully. “Hey now,” Talia spoke up. “You can’t change. You already picked James.” She smirked a bit at James...

“Oh, come on...” he sighed, but smiled while Talia laughed. “I don’t even know how to turn the holo screen on.” “Good thing you didn’t pick Truth, because that’s definitely a lie,” Talia chimed in. “Activate holo-screen,” she called out to the voice-activated device. “Everything has to be...

“Ouch,” Talia replied jokingly as James put her on the sidelines. She chuckled and took a sip from her glass. When Brooklyn made her dare for Glade, Talia spoke up again. “Ah, that’s a bust.” “Well, that’s easy enough,” he replied. “Or... I guess not easy, but impossible.” He gave a...

Talia sat down in a large rounded chair that nearly swallowed her, folding her feet beneath her as she all but disappeared under the large red pillow that she pulled over herself. She glared back playfully at James. “Damn high school drama,” he mumbled about his pointed statement regarding her...

“Fair enough,” she conceded. “Just want to make sure everything is alright.” She looked back at the other two. Glade was prying for details from Brooklyn about James’ drunk personality. She wasn’t sure if Brooklyn had really given him any. “Glade and Brooklyn picked up snacks. I’ve got some...

Talia game him a raised brow as if to say, “Nice try.” “James... you’ve been out of sorts ever since yesterday morning. Before that really. Usually you’re the one up late, but we didn’t see you at all the other evening. Initially I assumed that was because-“ she tilted her head. “Anyways. You...

Glade looked on with an interested expression. When Brooklyn asked him and Talia about their favorite games he walked over to James. The smile on his face would have told James that he wasn’t going to be any help at all. “James... you know I love you like a brother... but now you guys have...

Glade felt a little awkward holding her hand back to the building, but he wasn’t going to let that show. She was clearly just that kind of a person. Maybe, one day, he’d find someone like James had. He kind of hoped that if he did she would be a lot like Brooklyn. When they got home Talia was...

Glade nodded. “Fair enough.” She was probably right, but he hated leaving things to chance if he could help it. That being said, he had no control over what Brooklyn said, so he couldn’t help it. He noticed the ring as she checked the time. Man... they must really be serious. “Yeah,” he...

“Uh,” Glade chuckled. “I was actually meaning the hug.” He shrugged nervously. “He knows all about my abilities.” He shuffled on his feet and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Should he say more? Leave it at that? Or would he just fumble with his words? There he was overthinking things...