23rd December 1999
"One superpower?"
Harry smiled from her corner of the room, blowing out smoke into the air surrounding them. With the smoke came the distinctive marijuana smell. She passed the source to John, who took it eagerly from her.
"Does it have to be just one superpower?" He nodded at her question, smiling from the corner of his lips.
"Well" she continued, pressing her lips into a thin, thoughtful line. "I suppose maybe immortality?"
He pulled a face at her reply. "Immortality? Really? Wouldn't that be pretty bollocks?"
"I don't think so. Like...since people are so scared of dying over everything else, you'd never have to be scared again."
"But what about everybody else? I'd be completely miserable if I had to just watch everybody die like that."
She rolled her eyes, nudging his leg with her knee. "Alright then, smart arse, what would yours be?"
John chewed on his lip, almost as if he was considering the question. He knew there really was no consideration, since this was something he thought about more than the average twenty-two year old. Most likely it was a side effect for the unhealthy amount of comic books he had read. "Invisibility." He nodded his head, as if he had finally come to his conclusion.
"That's moronic. What would you even do with invisibility?" Harry grinned, taking the smoke from his offered hand.
"I'd do a lot of things!" John frowned, feeling as if his fantasy life was being mocked. She laughed in response, throwing a cushion vaguely in his direction.
"Fuckin' idiot."
