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"So, yo. Where'd you get the cash for this?" Todd jumped around the pool table, trying to determine his next shot that would beat Rogue.
"Ya know, around," Rogue shrugged, eyes focused on the game at hand. In the dark corner stood Lance and Pietro, arms around each other, watching the young southern woman beat the Toad in an easy game of pool. "Ah figured that after Ah paid the bills and filled the cupboards Ah'd take ya'll out for a night." Rogue smiled slightly.
"Thanks, Rogue." Lance smiled back, "It was nice to get out of that dump and do something." Lowering his head, he coughed violently into his hands as he leaned on Pietro for more support.
"Are you okay?" Pietro asked with concern, eyeing his older roommate.
"Fine," Lance redeemed his posture, "Just a little... Lightheaded..." He took Pietro's hand with his, "Don't worry, it's nothing out of the ordinary." That's the problem though, for about six months now has Lance been plagued with a small virus that resembled the flu bug. After not going away, permanently, Lance finally decided to see the doctor.
"Ah won, Todd," Rogue stated, a smile appearing on her face as she shot the eight ball into the far left pocket. "Another game?" Rogue stood up, content that she had beat the younger mutant for the sixth time that night.
"No way, yo," Todd said as he placed his pool cue back, "I ain't letting you kick my ass for the seventh time. Let's just get out of here, yo."
Placing on her jacket, Rogue proceeded to the counter and paid the man. Leaning on Pietro, Lance shut his eyes tightly before daring to stand on his own. Taking Lance's hand, Pietro lead his boyfriend out, followed by Todd, who hopped along several feet behind.
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"I did it." Pietro's soft voice rang in Lance's ears. Unable to understand exactly what the speed demon meant, he furrowed his eyebrows and frowned. "I did it." Pietro repeated, a little louder this time.
"Did what?"
"Got tested."
Lance's eye lit up. Just a few weeks ago, Pietro swore that he would never get tested. "What changed your mind?"
"The thought of you dying and I'd have to live without you," Pietro's eyes brimmed with tears as he gazed into his love's eyes. Slowly raising his hand, he lifted Lance's chin and locked lips with him.
Returning the kiss in full, Lance then pulled away. "What were the results?" Although he really was not to eager to discover if his fate was the same as his lover's.
"Negative."
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Leaning over, Rogue shut off her alarm clock. Groaning, she climbed out of bed, sure not to wake the sleeping others on the house. Throwing on some slightly dirty clothes, she snuck down the hall into the kitchen.
"What you doing up, yo?"
Jumping at the sudden intrusion of Todd's voice, she slowly turned around, searching in her mind for an excuse, "Ah was hungry," she lied, voice thick with accent, "Ah was gonna go to the store and grab some food."
"Want me to come with you, yo? Those streets ain't safe at night. Too many weirdoes."
"Don't worry, Ah'm one of those weirdo's." Rogue replied as she grabbed her backpack and flung it over her shoulder. Waving, she left the rundown house, "See ya at school!" She called over her shoulder.
"Bye, yo." Todd waved his webbed hand.
"Todd," Pietro came down the stairs, still half asleep and dressed in a pair of old boxers. Rubbing his eyes he asked, "Where's she going at one in the morning?"
"For food, yo."