Prompt #3: Lighter
Warren/Freeze Girl
Word Count: 171
Rating: PG-13
Warning(s): None
She wondered if the reason he was in such a bad mood was because as he moved out a hand to light her cigarette she had brandished a lighter and lit it herself. She'd heard somewhere that white lighters were bad luck, she found out the reason people said that was because they exploded if left out in the sun; supposedly. Later she was so angry at the possibility of him being angry that she told him off saying he couldn't just go around flicking his fingers and having fire shoot from between them in public. When he told her he didn't care she deflated and told him flat out it was dangerous. He told her he didn't care if people looked at him like he was a dangerous freak. She frowned and told him fear wasn't the problem, jealousy was and that normal people were just as dangerous as abnormal ones. He gave her an odd look and she looked away thinking about things she wasn't about to talk about.