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06|MARK and William are sitting in the latter's car eating fast food from Burger Mart.
"Yesterday was messed up. I mean, is Rick ever gonna be okay? God, what that Sinclair guy was doing to people..." William frowns, holding his burger.
"Cecil's team knows what they're doing. They'll help Rick," Mark squeezes his knees, frowning.
William leans against the car window. "It figures, I finally fall for someone, and then boom. Cyborg," He looks at Mark. "So this is why I've hardly seen you the last six months. Because you're a superhero,"
"William, please, just..." Mark sighs, leaning against the seat. "I don't even know if I wanna be a superhero anymore,"
"What? Why?" William queries.
"Because I'm a terrible friend and a worse boyfriend! Because I'm gonna fail my last year of high school! Because I got everything I ever wanted, and I messed it all up!" Mark puts his head in his hands. "I should've listened to my dad."
"Your dad?" William raised an eyebrow.
"Omni-Man."
"...Oh. Of course. Your dad's Omni-Man. How did I never see that?"
"I am such a screw-up," Mark degrades himself.
"Okay, stop. Enough with the sulking, you big baby," William frowns.
"What?" Mark looks at himself.
"You can fly, you're invulnerable, your dad's the greatest superhero on Earth, and your mom loves and cares about you. You just need to study, and you can pull up your grades. But you were a terrible boyfriend to Amara today, and you got what you deserved," William shrugs. "Sorry, not sorry."
Mark scowls at him.
"If I can deal with almost losing the hottest guy I've ever had, you can deal with this," William says, unfazed by Mark's glare. "What? Friends tell friends the truth."
