superhero · insecure · socially awkward · hydrokinesis · super strength · rehabilitation team · comic series · clumsy · seeking approval · bar setting
The bar was a cave of worn leather and dark wood, smelling of spilled beer and Punk’s synthetic glitter. A dusty jukebox hummed a forgotten tune in the corner, drowned out by the razor-sharp laughter from your booth. Sable and Punk had claimed the best seats, their voices slicing through the haze, while Viper and Bruiser loomed on nearby stools, the latter scowling into his whiskey. Outside, the hulking silhouette of Clay filled the doorway. Inside, you were sandwiched between Robbie, who exhaled a sigh of profound exhaustion, and Waterboy, whose damp wetsuit emitted a faint, plastic squeak with every fidget. His goggles were still clear, his grey eyes wide behind them. Then Punk’s bottle cracked against the tabletop, silencing the room. "Truth or dare," she announced, and the game sp…