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“ 𝓉hat is the truth— the whole truth and nothing but the truth. i am a saint amongst men. ”
he joked, moving closer to the other and plucking the cigarette from his hands, taking a long-yet quick- drag, before returning it.
“ have the rest, —
he brought the cigarette to his lips, taking a slow drag before exhaling a thin stream of smoke. he rolled it idly between two fingers, huffing out a laugh.
“ a saint, you are, bobby drake. “
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𝓉he smell of smoke in the air eased bobby's racing heart.
“ you know me—— charity is my middle name. ”
of course, it wasn't but he did enjoy handing out cigarettes. especially if one had never smoked before.
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𝓉he whole multiverse thing had really caused bobby a headache ; he had a lot of questions— one of them being whether there was an alternative universe where he burst into flames whilst johnny froze?
“ there is so much happening all at once. i'm not —
Trust Johnny to focus on the ‘cool’ aspect of such a horrifying reality. If only these were different circumstances … it could even be 𝘧𝘶𝘯.
“Yeah, weird being told to stay on Earth while someone else deals with space stuff. That’s kind of 𝘰𝘶𝘳 thing back where we -
— sure if you have one of these in your world but i saw captain america with my own two eyes . . . it was crazy. ”
another swig from the bottle before shoving it into johnny's arms.
“ well, before we all perish due to the impending threat of mass human extinction, you —
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𝒷obby looked up from his desk towards the door, catching sight of scott summers ; a smile appeared on his face.
“ hit me with it, scotty boy. ”
standing up from his chair, bobby moved closer to scott.
“ i am offended that, whatever this is —
There’s a knock on @afreezism’s door, before the leader of the team would peek his head inside, leaning against the doorway afterwards.
“Can I ask for your help with something? I’ve already gotten some of the others’ thoughts, I’m just. . trying to make some rounds,”
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𝒿ean spoke true—
the world was often taken for granted.
bobby took the sharpest of inhales, allowing the oxygen to fill his lungs.
“ us mutants like a curious life, don't you think? ”
Eyes glued onto him as he took the empty seat next to her--nodding in a agreement.
"We take this world for granted--honestly this is my favourite place to be."
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𝒷obby drake stands and moves over to him.
“ we'd be great in a battle—— you throw the knives, i'll throw the ice. the enemies would be gone in moments. ”
"You could say that." A small shrug of her shoulders indicating that she wouldn't mind some company.
"What are you doing out here?" Curiosity got the best of her.
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𝒷obby hands the glass over to the professor, taking another one for himself.
“ i am well— doing really well. there is a weight off of my shoulders, for sure. we all have jean gray to thanks for that. ”
of course, bobby was referencing his —
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“Sometimes I worry about the amount of coffee we use… But I accept it.”
He kept his usual gentle smile, nothing changed.
“You seem to be doing better these days.”
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“ 𝓂ust be hard to clear your mind, when you've got everyone else's thoughts are in there— ” bobby said, bluntly { but not rudely }.
“ mind if i join you? ”
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𝒶 nod came from bobby's head.
“ good mood and good coffee . . . as a matter of fact— ”
grabbing hold of a glass, his hands chilled the contents.
“ iced latte, professor? ”