WATER BATHS

She reminded him of a wet pebble; cold to the touch, hard, noir, from the heated core of the earth.

He reminded her of abandoned coffee; bitter, in need of warmth, inherently lonely.

Arrogant boy.

Merciless girl.

Hard girl.

Prickly boy.

In their own rotating worlds all they once shared were water waves and chlorine.

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Hugh's slowly falling apart- the Wonder Boy is a wonder no more- and he's becoming increasingly lonely and itching to go rogue.

Darya wasn't ever much of a Wonder Girl. She was a hazard. Trouble dressed in black.

But both are forced together- colliding worlds, colliding hands and skin and minds. Can they finds flickers of warmth in the other's lives?

Swim or drown? Which one will they choose?