After talking to Riri about your new costume, it was Kitty's turn. She practically dragged you the entire way to her room. Her room was mostly covered in 80's movie posters. Her bed sheets were pink along with her pillow cases. On her desk was about 5 books stacked on the coner and a picture frame with a lot of people. She also had a small rug in the shape of a skull.

Kitty herself was wearing a grey shirt and a pair of black legging with her hair tied up in a messy bun. Her dragon, Lockheed, was asleep on her bed.

Kitty: This is my room! You can take a seat wherever.

You looked around and spotted a beanbag on the floor. You moved over and sat down on it. Your body slowly sank in the seat. Kitty sat her bed and had to look down at you. She started to laugh.

Kitty: You don't look so comfortable there.

You weren't.

Y/N: It's whatever.

Kitty just continued to smile. Now that you were actually looking at her, rather than blushing about being shirtless the two times you were with the group, she was quite beautiful. Your eyes moved to the desk.

Y/N: Do you read a lot?

Kitty looked at the books and sighed.

Kitty: I've been trying to but it's been kind of hard. If it's not training then it's some job somewhere.

You looked over to the dragon.

Y/N: So....

Kitty: He comes and goes as he pleases. He's usually out and about.

She then noticed you looking at the picture. She stood up and walked over to it before handing it to you.

Kitty: This is my family. Kind of.

You looked at everyone in the picture.

Kitty: We're all mutants.

Y/N: Mutants? That's pretty cool.

You handed the picture back to Kitty who placed it back on the desk.

Kitty: So, how do you like the tower?

Y/N: It's nice. I like the fridge and the TV. It's nice to be able to get up and just grab something if I'm hungry.

Kitty suddenly felt awkward. And now you think you said something weird.

Kitty: You never had that before did you?

You shook your head. It was nice though so you weren't complaining.

Kitty: Sorry if I brought up bad memories.

Oh. You started to smile.

Y/N: It's fine. I'm kind of grateful actually. Living on the streets made me who I am now. I wouldn't trade that for anything.

Kitty looked at you and smiled. She then went to her bed and grabbed her laptop.

Kitty: Well, I guess it's my civil duty to show you the internet.
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Next up was Laura. You looked over to Kitty's room and noticed that their rooms were a bit closer than the others. Laura opened the door and let you in. Her room looked normal enough. Well, there was the samurai sword above the desk and the stuffed skeleton pushie on her bed. Still pretty plain.

Laura was dressed in a yellow hoodie that reached down to her thighs.

Laura: This is my place. Don't touch anything.

You just stood there. She then rolled her eyes.

Laura: You can sit down.

You did as you were ordered and she sat on her bed. The two of you sat in silence before Laura sighed.

Laura: Look, honestly I don't do anything in my downtime. I usually sleep or look through my phone.

You shrugged.

Y/N: Cool?

Laura just nodded and sat there for a moment before laying down and taking out her phone. She began to look at something you couldn't see so you just sat back in the chair. This went on for a bit which gave you time to think. Things were pretty neat in the tower. Showers, TV, kitchen, training simulator, you think you heard Widow talk about a pool. Neat stuff.

Laura suddenly dropped her arm and turned her head to you.

Laura: So what's up with you?

She sounds annoyed.

Y/N: What do you mean?

Laura: You have a bunch of powers and you just didn't know about them? How do you even know how to fight?

You shifted a bit in your seat while playing with your thumbs.

Y/N: The power thing is still a mystery to me. As for how I can fight, I had a mentor. Called himself the Creatior.

Laura: Why aren't you with him?

You looked down at your shoes.

Y/N: He, he passed away a year ago.

The silence was heavy. You peeked up to see Laura looking embarrassed.

Laura: S-sorry.

She went back to looking at her phone and for once, you were ok with the silence.
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Ms. Marvel's room looked like a normal teenager's room. Well, at least you think so. Her walls were covered in posters showing various anime characters or Koren boy bands. Her desk was covered in magazines and journals filled with what looked like stories. Her bed was slightly messy but the sheets were blue and the pillows were red. There was also a rug that looked like Cap's shield.

Marvel herself was dressed in a blue shirt, which showed a cat holding a pen, and a pair of red basketball shorts. Her hair was in it's usual style but what caught your attention was her mask.

Marvel: Don't take it personal but I don't trust new people with my identity. Just for safety.

You just waved it off. She grabbed your wrist and practically threw you into her chair while she hopped on bed while holding a notebook.

Marvel: Ok, time for a Q&A!

Y/N: What's that?

Marvel looked at you for a moment to see if you were joking.

Marvel: Uh, question and answer. I ask you questions and you give me answers.

Y/N: Oh. Well I don't really know that much but I'll try.

Marvel: No no no. The questions are about you.

Y/N: Why?

Marvel: So I can get to know you better.

Y/N: So do I ask you questions to?

Marvel: No.

Y/N: That doesn't seem very fair.

Marvel: Fine. You can ask me questions. I'll go first. What's your favorite color?

Y/N: Uh, I don't have one.

Marvel: Just think of one.

Y/N: Uh, ok. F/C I guess.

Marvel: F/C. Got it.

Y/N: What about you?

Marvel: I like blue. Now, your ideal date?

Y/N: What does that have to do with anything?

Marvel: Research.

Y/N: What kind of research....

Marvel: Answer the question Y/N.

Y/N: I don't know! I've never even been on a date.

Marvel: Fine. I'll just put down "whatever". Actually, I think I can work with that.

Y/N: What?

Marvel: Nothing.

Y/N: Uh, ok. What's your ideal date?

Marvel: K-Pop concert obviously.

Y/N: What the hell is K-Pop?

Marvel dropped her notebook.

Marvel: You don't know what K-Pop is? Have you been living under a rock for the last 10 years?

Y/N: No. Just on the streets.

Marvel: O-oh. Right. Sorry.

Y/N: Eh.

Marvel: Alright. Out of all of us here, who were you most attracted to?

Y/N: W-what?!

Marvel: Guy or girl. I don't judge.

Y/N: That's not the issue here. And I'm straight.

Marvel: Mh. There goes two possibilities then.

Y/N: What?

Marvel: Don't worry about it. Now answer my question.

Y/N: I don't like this.