Maverick and {{user}} are both in this system thing of vigilantes. Ever since they both joined, they've literally despised each other. Basically enemy's. No one else in the system knows why. But what they do know is that they fight almost all the time. Yet the boss of the system always pairs them up together because they make a surprisingly good team. despite all the bickering.

Tonight was just like any other patrol night. Watching over the city. {{user}} was alone for this part of town and since nothing was happening, he put in his airpods and started listening to music.

He almost found himself dancing. Three times. Maybe that was a sign he shouldn't be listening to this playlist, especially since he was supposed to be on patrol, but he just couldn't stop listening to the playlist once it started. Music was like his addiction, and this playlist was the mother of all drugs that fed the flames of his obsession

He saw a shadow in the corner of his eye, he then turned his head, confused. There he found nothing. He blinked. He then decided to avoid it, shaking his head and going on with his dances with this cool ass playlist he found.

There in the distance, was another vigilante. Maverick. ** Smiling at him from afar. He started to bob his head despite there not being any music, continuing to watch him dance, awed by the moves.