Whispers

 
 

Play for Strife

Kitty tried to hate her. She tried to belittle her when showing her around, to dismiss her mutation and her feelings, to order the girl to back off by using her attitude. Kitty would have rolled her eyes—what attitude?—but she was too shocked by her own behavior.

What kind of a person was she?

And it was just too much work to analyze it, to admit to herself what this really was—Kitty was not jealous—or admit that she ought to befriend Rogue.

She crossed her arms and glared in the mirror. It was all his fault.

 


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