Sherri Gray is a citizen of Battery City. Living the life as a child of a couple who worked for Better Living Industries. For a while, everything is good until she is left alone. Her brother leaves to live out in the desert. It isn't after years of...
Gravity don't mean too much to me I'm who I've got to be These pigs are after me, after you
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ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ, ᴡᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ
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IT WAS NOW CLEAR TO MOST OF THE BOYS, that something was wrong with Poison. Not in the way that he's sick or anything. But an attention seeker. Before every mission with the boys, Fun and Song had paired together. Something about their shared intelligence worked. They could protect themselves and be able to run circles around technology. And before Song shared her feelings, Poison couldn't care less about where Song was. He didn't see her as the others did. He saw her as one of the guys. That was a mistake on his part. Everything about Song was different. She was a woman and could do things the boys couldn't.
Song did not spend nights reading books left from before to understand the technology. To be seen as a boy. No. She was a woman, and that's how she would be seen. A fucking smart ass of a woman.
The redhead of the woman now regretted that Poison knew of her feelings. Because now he's letting that interfere with his and her work. He had already mentioned that he didn't like her, so why does he care about who she works with. He didn't care beforehand, so why now?
"So, find anything?" asked the voice of Poison, slicing through the silence of the room.
The redheaded female's eye twitched, "Gerard if you ask me anything, I will stab you with a pen," she hissed as she typed into a chunky laptop.
"But—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Song had turned around and threw him a can of soda, "Shut the fuck up!" she yelled at him, swiveling her chair back to the computer.
The other boys who were sitting on the couch snickered towards Poison, who just rolled his eyes.
Grumbling he took a seat on a chair, and sat in silence, watching Song's back.
After some time in which not once did he remove his eyes off her, she clapped and turned around, her eyes landing on Poison, "hey piss boy come over here," she said lifting her hand motioned him over.
Poison was shocked to be called, and got up and stood by her, "What is it?"
The redhead moved her finger to the screen pointing at something, "That is what," she said smiling.
He leaned in still not seeing what, "Huh?"
Song rolled her eyes and got up her chair, "What do I find in you? God, your stupid. We have a rescue mission," she replied.
