past | renee & lennox
Lennox drummed aimlessly on her desk. The lab and the entire HQ seemed quiet. Not much had happened that day and it seemed like everyone had either left, gone to bed or was busy doing something else. The pink haired girl, did not like quiet. Quiet was ominous, like something bad was gonna happened. She usually took the night lulls to sharpen her smokey eye and go find herself a random girl to drown her anxiety in. Wake up in a stranger’s bed, and do it all over again. However, that night she was just feeling... tired. She wanted some normalcy. A movie night. A genuine conversation. Breakfast for dinner. Just... a friend.
And like an answer to her turmoil, she spotted her. The cyborg who had saved her life, who was seemingly always around, who could make her sigh and scream in the best and the worst of ways. “’Sup, Stefan,” She called out as casually as she could, “Gonna plug yourself into your charging station so early or what are you up to?”
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