Me and you are meant to be partners on the next mission, the only issue is that we’re pretty much polar opposite’s. You wore white dresses and jewelry, and I wore jackets and dark clothes, I looked- well, like me.. and you looked beautiful. But Professor X insisted our mutant abilities went well together, which we couldn’t really deny, so here we are, training for our first mission together.

“You’re good at that.” I say, watching you (insert activity here).