Hey everyone,
We are almost done with the this, one more chapter to go! I appreciate everyone that has supported this story thus far. Thank you. I apologize that this chapter is so short, but hopefully the next one will make up for it.
Thanks,
Ris
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men: Evolution.
Have you ever seen a sloth move?
Imagine that but 100 times slower.
That is Rogue in the morning. Actually, she's not normally lazy, but she enjoys moving at the speed of molasses rather than speeding everywhere. There is a time and place for speed – motorcycles, driving, and fighting. Really though, she hates rushing and would rather take her time. Normally this wouldn't be a real problem, but she is as slow as a slug, snail, and sloth hybrid. People can be slow, and she simply prefers this lifestyle. She's always been this way, things are slower in the South, and that's how she was raised. It's not her fault that she'd rather take her time than be rushed around. It's worse in the morning because she is dead set on not moving too much, truthfully she just hates mornings. So she's extra slow then.
Her minute and a New York minute are worlds apart.