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In order to build a bridge, the foundation has to be set first. Without a strong foundation, the structure would be prone to sinking, leaning, cracking, and ultimately failing to be. Building a bridge should be easy for them.

Oh the naïveté. Demetri groaned in his head.

"Well, pigeon-head only managed to scratch my new shoes three times, break my Prada sunglasses, and drop a board on my fingers once so I think that's a win." Jesse faked a smile to Demetri and Hawk as they walked inside the building to grab a bottle of water, bandaged finger out on display as if she were wearing a new shiny diamond.

Hawk scoffed with a roll of his eyes, eyeing the designer shoes and taking the water offered by an agitated Demetri.

"We told you not to wear nice shit."

"It's cute you think that I listen to you."

"You're welcomed to leave at anytime, princess."

"You'd like that wouldn't you, pigeon?"

Demetri quickly jumped between the two with a roll of his eyes. "Alright, alright, we don't need Civil War reenacted for us live at the dojo." His sarcasm dripped and saturated his words. "Look Steve, Tony. I think we can make it past one day without an argument."

"An argument that you see anyways." Jesse mumbled through her sip of water, waving off Demetri's narrowed eyes. "I'm kidding."

"No she's not."

Demetri pinched the bridge of his nose.

Building a bridge turned out to be harder than expected.

For a solid week, Demetri thought he could have the best of both worlds. Both of his best friends were supposedly no longer on a path of destruction and could coexist peacefully, even though they never directly spoke or interacted since the day Hawk decided to build a literal bridge, everything would be better than before because now he had two best friends and a girlfriend!

Demetri scowled. Since when did Demetri get off Scott-free in life?

As the days of break progressed, Hawk and Jesse had slowly begun their game of fire under radar, tongues flickering with heat and sharp thorns at each other until Demetri was around to play referee. Jesse knew exactly what to say to get Hawk riled up and Hawk had no problem doing the same with his actions, such as when he had accidentally dropped his rake on her shoes and finished off with the driest sorry she had ever heard.

"It's not like you're even going to use this place, so maybe you should go to the mall and spend daddy's money." Hawk smirked.

"Your voice makes me want to rip out the electronics inside my head." Jesse hissed.

Demetri sighed.

Jesse let out a surprised noise from the back of her throat and Demetri's eyebrows shot up when Hawk smirked deviously, shoving his arms together to sign bullshit in response. Satisfied, Hawk turned on his heel and left the building with nearly a skip in his step that had Jesse slowly raising her arms and positioning her hands as if she were choking an invisible enemy.

"He just makes me want to- ergh!" Jesse grumbled out, choking her unseen enemy while Demetri shook his head. "He's so lucky I'm a pacifist."

Demetri's eyebrows were about to start living on his upper forehead from the surprises. His disbelief soaked into his words. "You're a pacifist?" And Jesse paused, her arms crossing in front of her as a warmth spread across her cheeks.

"...shut up."

The trio had spent nearly every moment together or at least within vicinity over the week that it took to construct the bridge and clean up the extended backyard, spending the night at Demetri's and finishing up numbers or playing video games. The only time they were really away from each other was when Jesse went home for clothes, but even then Demetri rode with her, the silent fear of confronting her brother's recent act of savagery showed on her face clear as day.

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