the strongest avenger

fifty seven

The trio opted to watching the movies in Tal's new room, numerous bowls of popcorn along the floor along with candy.

By the time they were done, it was early Saturday morning, 3 am to be exact.

"Maze Runner is better." The girl says after yawning.

"No, Scorch Trials is better."

"I have to go with Tal on this one, Ned." Peter rubs his eyes, sleep evident on his mind.

"Okay come on," the girl says standing. "off to bed you go, before you two fall asleep on my floor."

Ned groans, already lying down, but he gets up. The boy moves slowly, grabbing his bag and waiting for Tal and Peter at the door.

"The room right across from mine."

Ned nods sleepily and heads out of the room. Talia turns and starts picking up the empty bowls, Peter joining her in cleaning.

"You don't have to help, you're tired go to sleep."

"You're tired too."

"I probably won't sleep, if we're being honest here." She says as she throws a kit-kat wrapper in the trash.

"Why not?" Pete asks, pausing and looking at her.

The girl shrugs, placing the bowls on one of her nightstands.

"Tal, why not?"

"I don't like what I see when I dream."

"Elaborate." Pete says urging her on.

"Sometimes they're nice memories, nostalgic memories. But most of the time," she shudders, pulling her arms around herself. "they're not the best." She looks down at herself, still wearing Peter's crewneck.

Talia pulls it off and hands it to the boy.

"So, what are you gonna do instead?"

"Watch reruns of Top Model."

"Can I join?"

Peter's question makes her heart flutter, but she sighs. "You're tired Pete."

"Yeah, but I wanna watch Top Model."

with you. His mind screams at her, causing a grin to form on her face.

"Fine. I'm putting on my PJ's though." Peter heads to his bag while Talia rummages through her drawers for a sports bra, t-shirt, and shorts.

She heads into her bathroom and changes quickly, brushing her teeth and putting her hair into a low bun. As she walks out of the bathroom, she pauses. Peter's back is to her and he pulls on a loose t-shirt.

Talia blinks and walks forward grabbing the remote and turning the TV to the right channel. She plops down on her bed, arranging the pillows so that they have something soft to lean back on. Peter grabs a blanket off the floor and joins her on top of the bed, throwing the blanket over their legs.

Talia involuntarily shuffles a little closer to him, resisting a smile as he does the same. She leans back into the pillows and turns the volume up.

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"I don't," he pauses to yawn. "understand why they made them walk on that thingy."

Talia yawns in return. "Mmm, the skywalk?" She murmurs, head and body slowly leaning over to Peter's, sleep waiting to take over.

"Yeah," he mutters, eyes fluttering shut, his arm coming around her shoulders as he leans back against the pillows. "the skywalk."

Talia's body goes limp with sleep, flush against the boy's side, Peter's arm unconsciously pulling her against him.