A3Writer: F³ Independent Confirmation
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Friday, March 15, 2019

F³ Independent Confirmation


            Kate waltzed in without knocking, as I knew she would. I waved, and the room spun. I hadn’t had anywhere close to what Richard had drunk, but he was already showing off the storm rider metabolism.
            Richard had been quiet for the last five minutes, and I had left him to his thoughts.
            “You’re drunk,” Kate said.
            I nodded. “Don’t take advantage of me. I mean it, cuz you know how sexy you are.”
            I thought for a second, processing the words that had come out of my mouth.
            “I din’t mean to say that last part.”
            “Don’t worry, I won’t molest you while you’re drunk. Drunk guys have a hard time performing.”
            She smiled like it was a joke, but I didn’t get it.
            I tapped grant on the shoulder because he hadn’t responded to Kate’s entrance. “Ask ‘er,” I said to him.
            Richard turned his head to look at Kate. “What happens to me if I don’t learn these powers?”
            “Hard to say. It’s usually not pleasant. Most likely, you’ll build up a charge greater than your body can handle, and it will rip you apart as it releases. Probably kill everyone around you, too.”
            “Fuck!”
            “Shhh! Language!” I said. “Oh! Perform! I get it, now.”