(the typo - tKe)
Marlene looked back at Antione and smiled. Thanks. So much. She thought, circling the lake and landing in the weeping willow. Thanks a lot.
Oh. I'm to lazy to go fix it. I've been sick all day//
Whatever for? He asks, tilting his head.
For showing me this place. For not being outraged at me when you found out I was Angel. For being awesome. She tilted his head back at him from her perch in the tree.
He smiles, his ears gaining a red tinge. I suppose I should thank you as well.
What on earth should you thank me for? I haven't done anything but get in your way. And I see you blushing. She smiled.
Because you've dealt with my crap, helped me with my injuries, you are kind to me, for not killing me when you found out I was a reaper. And… Most importantly, you have let me love you. He replies.
You haven't even had crap. Anyone could have done the healings, I'm kind to everyone, and…well, yeah, I guess.
He smiles and pulls her down, kissing her happily, almost acting like a puppy.
Marlene returns the kiss and pulls away, hanging upside down with legs swung around the branch. You look like a puppy.
I'm well aware. I've been told… He smirks.
You're going to have to drop the reaper thing if you keep acting like that. She smirks back.
Never. He replies, laughing a little.
I thought that if I ever met the reaper, he'd be all about metal and depression and cold. But the reaper I know likes puppies, reading, and pretty places. Oh, and an angel, too. She smiles.
Mmm, a definite on the angel. He purrs, laughing again.
Say, do you like Amsterdam Champagne? It's one and I have an idea before we go back. She smiled, almost devilishly.
Yes, ma'am. He replies eagerly.
Let's hit the town, puppy. Mar grinned and took off, flying down the hill back to Hayley. Well? Coming?
He chuckles and shadow travels next to her. Let's.
Marlene opens the car door and clambers in, gunning the engine before Antione is even inside. Come on!
I'm a coming… He smiles at her eagerness.
I wonder if you'd hesitate once I told you we're going to be stealing from an Indianapolis bar?
Pfft. I used to steal for a living. He answers, hopping into the car.
Hmmm. Alright, well, hold on to your hats. She replies, and Hayley veers around, bumping violently along the terra at top speed. We have one hour.
He smirks and nods excitedly.
The farther they go, the more bright lights there are in the distance. Hello, hometown! I haven't seen you in a while, Marlene comments, waving to the skyscrapers.
He smiles a little. I grew up in a tiny town. He shrugs.
Oh, really? Which one? She asks, screeching to a stop next to the J.W Marriot at a stoplight. Almost there.
(I actually live in Indianapolis so I'll be including references)
Ngh… don't want to remember.
That's fine. She replies optimistically, turning around Victory Field. We're heading in the real downtown part of downtown.
Sweet. He says excitedly.
