growing up in queens was always an interesting thing to stevie. whenever she was asked why, she simply shrugged. but it was just something about the scenery, the variety of food, and the interesting. . . interesting people you would meet. you never...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞
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𝐈𝐓𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆, the sun beaming into almost every window of the carpenters' apartment. erin had been up all morning, running errands and tidying up the apartment. the older carpenter was sat in the living room with a cup of tea in her hand. she had her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose so that the screen of the television would be clearer. she shook her head slightly as she gave the screen her full attention, seeing a certain vigilante that was cladded in red and blue clothing.
"that kid is gonna get themselves killed." erin mumbled.
in the room down the hall, two teens laid next to each other. donnie had been awake for about an hour, silently scrolling through social media on his phone as he continued to lay in bed. stevie on the other hand, was still sound asleep, little snores coming from her. donnie had tried his best to be quiet, knowing that she really needed the sleep. the window was wide open, letting the fall breeze blow in and cool the room. it also happened to let a fly in.
the fly buzzed around the room, getting closer and closer to the bed. once he heard the loud buzz in his ear, donnie simply waved his hand at it, going back to looking at his phone. but the fly kept on buzzing around the room. suddenly, stevie shot up from the bed and lunged her right hand forward, capturing the little fly between her index finger and thumb. the sudden movement made donnie sit up from his spot, all of his attention going to the girl. his eyes widened slightly at the sight of the fly in stevie's fingers, a bunch of question flashing through his mind.
