@PrettyLittlePyro
Sure! And should they have met, or…
Sure! And should they have met, or…
Hhmm….first meetings are always fun, but what if they met, and just didn't realize it? Whether it was they met in civvies and don't realize that they're enemies as alter egos, or they're just too busy to check their clocks? One of them could even cover their clock or something all the time
Perfect. Maybe Romeo used to live somewhere else, and moved to the town where Juliet was.
Also, who'd be the villain?
Hhhmmm…I do better at anti-heroes, so if that was alright, Juliet could be. Also, did we want one of them covering their clock or something?
Perfect, because she seems more like a villain. And yeah, maybe Juliet can be wearing a special watch or something from her grandfather, and it covers her clock?
Heck yeah! It even adds to like, symbolism. Just layers, y'know?
Yes!
Alright alright alright. Are we doing this here?
Sure, why not?
Your start, or mine?
I can.
Romeo pulled his suitcase into his apartment. He had just moved to the city, and he was exhausted. He had moved all of his furniture into the room last night, and he needed to sleep.
Juliet sang along to the loud music playing from her iPod, hooked up to the speaker on her wall as she danced around the room, cleaning. Mrs. Gainsey down the hall had been talking about the new guy moving into the building, but she didn't care too much. He'd have to get used to her music anyway. The rest of the building had, especially after the meeting.
Romeo heard the music blaring, and rolled his eyes. There was someone like that in every building. He moved over to his bed and plopped down onto it. He was exhausted. Moving was tiring.
Juliet let out a string of curses as she dropped a potted plant. Great, just great. Now she had dirt to clean up, after she found a spare pot to save the plant. Grumbling, she slipped out onto the small balcony outside the sliding glass door, searching through the stacked pots she had in the corner.
Romeo awoke to cursing. he glanced out the window and saw a woman. He caught his breath. She was… beautiful.
Huffing, Juliet set a small pot on her head to keep her hands free, unaware that anyone was watching her. If she'd known, she definitely wouldn't have, but she was a bit too preoccupied.
Romeo laughed slightly. She must not have noticed him. With a small grin, he moved back into his room. There would be time for introducing later.
Juliet sang along to the music, her voice drifting through the open door to her balcony as she re potted the plant, salvaging as much dirt as possible.
Keeping his window open, Romeo listened. She had a beautiful voice. He wished he knew her name, but there would be time for that later.
Juliet glanced at the clock as she finished up with the vacuum. Seven thirty. She had enough time to go cause trouble before her dinner date with Gabe.
With a groan, Romeo pulled himself off his bed. He had finally unpacked, and was exhausted, but hungry, too. He decided to go out to eat, because he had no food right then, and was frankly too lazy to cook.
((Oh! We never went over powers, huh?))
(You’re right! I totally forgot!)
((Any ideas for Romeo? I've got a few for Juliet…))
(Not really. Let’s hear yours first.)
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