𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 •✿• 𝒌𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔

𝟓. ❙𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠

❛ 𝑲𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑹 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑬𝑵 ❜
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•✿.⭒✻❙ 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ❙✻⭒.✿•

❝ 𝐨𝐡, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝. ❞

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𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑹𝑶𝑪𝑲
𝒕𝒗 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍

❛ are you sick of me? ❜

        𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐸𝑁'𝑆 𝐸𝑁𝑇𝐼𝑅𝐸 𝐴𝑃𝐴𝑅𝑇𝑀𝐸𝑁𝑇 𝐴𝐵𝑂𝑉𝐸 her restaurant is filled with plants. Not only is it because she finds nature soothing, but she needs an outlet for her powers, which manifests into the plants around her home. Normally, she'd grow her own fruits and vegetables, but Raven was feeling experimental. She's not really a chef, but she does understand how to run a restaurant. That wasn't going to stop Raven from challenging herself with Cajun chicken pasta.

Raven was walking home with her groceries in hand when very suddenly, someone had tapped her shoulder from behind. Her fight or flight instincts kicked in, which always defaulted to fight; it was how she was raised. Raven quickly dropped her bags and turned around, grabbing the man by the arm and pinning him to the wall of a building next to them.

"Woah! Raven, it's me!" She had just realized that the man she attacked was Diego. With a wave of guilt rushing over her, Raven immediately let go and backed away from him. "Oh my god, Diego, I'm so sorry."

Raven began to pick up her groceries as she continued, "My reflexes just kicked in, I'm sorry."

"It's alright. That was kind of badass, actually." Diego complimented, earning a small smile from Raven as she stood up, having gathered her dropped belongings. Diego dusted his arm off a little as he informed, "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"I figured you wouldn't want to talk to me after yesterday. You didn't really seem to like me." Raven expressed as she threw her purse back over her shoulder and held her grocery bags to the side, resting them on her hip. "I don't like most people, but you're tolerable."

"Thanks?"

"I just wanted to know if you could answer some questions." Diego expressed as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. It was pretty hard to take him seriously considering all the leather and different belts around his body. It was almost laughable.

"What are you, a cop?" Raven scoffed, to which he nodded his head. "Yeah, I am, actually."

"Oh. Well, Allison told me that-" Raven began, remembering the vigilante comments that Allison made, but Diego was already very aware of what his family thought of his chosen career, so he interjected, "Allison doesn't know what she's saying-"