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Aug 14, 2021 04:53AM

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( ok, it’s different from what I planned, But I like a challenge ! Let’s roll with this)
“ A map ? Don’t you have one already ?” I say as I remember the auction. I couldn’t catch the thief, but I surely left a surprise.
“ haha, funny. I don’t appreciate your gift, hero. Give me the real map”
I think of all the possibilities, which isn’t much when I have a gun on my head. I wonder if the villain has a sense of humor to continue our little charade ? Maybe enough for distraction ? I think I should keep asking questions.
“ how did you know my address ?” I pretend to be surprised but not really. This person is a nationally famous thief, surely a little address isn’t hard to crack for someone of that talent.
The only response is the digging of the gun on my forehead and unlocking of the safety lock as a warning ( sorry ! I don’t know anything about guns !!)
Okay, certainly not in a mood for small talk. I guess tricking a thief can put one in a terrible mood. I don’t think I’ll directly get killed but I don’t what will happen to me. The villain can be really unpredictable.
“Ok, ok but I can't move like this. If you could put the gun down…”
The gun isn’t put down of course but the villain did take a step back.
“ Move, and don’t try anything smart. I’m NOT gonna be outsmarted”
Woah, someone isn’t over the fraud.
“ yes, I’m aware of your skills “ I added a wink for good measure.
A bit of a surprise but not much of a reaction from the other side. Ok, that’s a seriously terrible mood.
…of course, I can’t just hand over the map. I have a plan, it’s gonna be a battle of wits from here.
“ A map ? Don’t you have one already ?” I say as I remember the auction. I couldn’t catch the thief, but I surely left a surprise.
“ haha, funny. I don’t appreciate your gift, hero. Give me the real map”
I think of all the possibilities, which isn’t much when I have a gun on my head. I wonder if the villain has a sense of humor to continue our little charade ? Maybe enough for distraction ? I think I should keep asking questions.
“ how did you know my address ?” I pretend to be surprised but not really. This person is a nationally famous thief, surely a little address isn’t hard to crack for someone of that talent.
The only response is the digging of the gun on my forehead and unlocking of the safety lock as a warning ( sorry ! I don’t know anything about guns !!)
Okay, certainly not in a mood for small talk. I guess tricking a thief can put one in a terrible mood. I don’t think I’ll directly get killed but I don’t what will happen to me. The villain can be really unpredictable.
“Ok, ok but I can't move like this. If you could put the gun down…”
The gun isn’t put down of course but the villain did take a step back.
“ Move, and don’t try anything smart. I’m NOT gonna be outsmarted”
Woah, someone isn’t over the fraud.
“ yes, I’m aware of your skills “ I added a wink for good measure.
A bit of a surprise but not much of a reaction from the other side. Ok, that’s a seriously terrible mood.
…of course, I can’t just hand over the map. I have a plan, it’s gonna be a battle of wits from here.

why can't they just cooperate
I mean do heroes always have to be so stubborn.
" just hand over the map and spare the dramatics."
" dramatic. I think I am not dramatic enough considering the gun to my head"
" I can put it down if you give me the map"
"no"
I point my gun into the air and fire a warning shot.
he doesn't even flinch. what's with this guy?
" why do you want this map so badly, it's just an old piece of paper"
" if it's just a piece of paper then why are you protecting it."
" because," there was a weird look in his eyes, " that piece of paper is going to help me take over this kingdom"
Artemis wrote: "(i have no idea I was just rolling with it, they can be whatever. do you wanna write from one perspective and I write from the other? )"
Oh, I didn’t see this message for some reason ! But writing from different perspective also sounds cool ! Let me complete this POV first .
Oh, I didn’t see this message for some reason ! But writing from different perspective also sounds cool ! Let me complete this POV first .
I don’t know what my expression is, well neither does he because of my customized mask. But I’m pretty sure the awkward silence says enough of my thoughts.
“ it’s a treasure map..for treasure “ I say with patience slowly slipping out of me
“ treasure which is gonna help me take over a kingdom” he says with such certainty that I wonder if I’m missing out something.
“ I don’t care about your plans, hero. Your kingdom has to wait because that map is mine”
I shoot a random object this time, that clearly affected him more. I’m definitely enjoying this more than I should but over powering someone like this is priceless.
“ ok, ok…Fine, stop destroying my house”
He backs away and leads me to a room…his bedroom with the only secure place being the safe...
Huh…is this person really my rival ?
I wondered if he is gonna have secret hiding place but nope, he heads to the safe just like that. Isn’t he a bit too sure of himself ?
He dial some passcode on the safe and I hear the familiar click, I stop him just as he is opening the safe.
“ stop, hands off the safe” I say as I eye the safe, for all I know there is another gun in there. Then there is gonna be a Wild West here, which I certainly don’t want.
He backs away slowly…without a change in his expression. What’s up with this guy, why is he so confident ?
I edge towards the safe while keeping the gun on him, my eyes never leaving him. I reach out inside the safe and felt around for something like a map case but all I felt was….
“Argh !! “ I said as the shock jolt my body and I drop my gun. He took no time to take it up quickly.
“ oh, how the tables turned “ he said as he showed a cocky smile and aim the gun at me. I offer him my best glare.
“ what was that ?”
“ safety feature “
“ I’m wearing gloves “
“ new technology “ he shrugs at that. “ requires a trick. Now ! Hands up, you probably have at least 100 tricks up your sleeve”
I comply reluctantly, glaring at him the whole time. I risk a glance towards the safe , but…
( I would have finished this up earlier but I had to deal with some guests 😒. Anyway, u write with hero POV , if you want )
“ it’s a treasure map..for treasure “ I say with patience slowly slipping out of me
“ treasure which is gonna help me take over a kingdom” he says with such certainty that I wonder if I’m missing out something.
“ I don’t care about your plans, hero. Your kingdom has to wait because that map is mine”
I shoot a random object this time, that clearly affected him more. I’m definitely enjoying this more than I should but over powering someone like this is priceless.
“ ok, ok…Fine, stop destroying my house”
He backs away and leads me to a room…his bedroom with the only secure place being the safe...
Huh…is this person really my rival ?
I wondered if he is gonna have secret hiding place but nope, he heads to the safe just like that. Isn’t he a bit too sure of himself ?
He dial some passcode on the safe and I hear the familiar click, I stop him just as he is opening the safe.
“ stop, hands off the safe” I say as I eye the safe, for all I know there is another gun in there. Then there is gonna be a Wild West here, which I certainly don’t want.
He backs away slowly…without a change in his expression. What’s up with this guy, why is he so confident ?
I edge towards the safe while keeping the gun on him, my eyes never leaving him. I reach out inside the safe and felt around for something like a map case but all I felt was….
“Argh !! “ I said as the shock jolt my body and I drop my gun. He took no time to take it up quickly.
“ oh, how the tables turned “ he said as he showed a cocky smile and aim the gun at me. I offer him my best glare.
“ what was that ?”
“ safety feature “
“ I’m wearing gloves “
“ new technology “ he shrugs at that. “ requires a trick. Now ! Hands up, you probably have at least 100 tricks up your sleeve”
I comply reluctantly, glaring at him the whole time. I risk a glance towards the safe , but…
( I would have finished this up earlier but I had to deal with some guests 😒. Anyway, u write with hero POV , if you want )

"okay love you're going to put down your gun, then we're going to have a nice little chat, it would be ashame to shoot someone so pretty" I would blush at the compliment but I remembered it came with a death threat.
" and they call you the hero"
" sweetheart as long as you're the villain and I'm fighting you. I will always be a hero"
I stepped closer. This time he was uncertain of what to do. His confidence was suddenly all gone. Finally a weakness. " then stop fighting me" I reached out my hand and ....
I’m so sorry, I’ve been so busy !
Also, umm..I think you’ve misunderstood something ? Villain doesn’t have the gun because the hero took it ? Anyway, let’s keep it like this.
He wasn’t having any of it.
“ not so fast, did you think I’m gonna stop ? I’ll probably lose more than a map and a gun” he said with an unusually irritated frown.
He suddenly seemed serious like he finally realized this isn’t a game or maybe it’s the map in his hand that has made him more alert.
Seeing him like this made me a bit surprised. What did I expect ? He wouldn’t have made it this far if he didn’t have an ounce of seriousness in him.
“ this isn’t going anywhere, and I’m not going anywhere without that map. How about a truce ? We would put the gun down at the same time ?”
He looked at me like I was playing a joke on him. Unlike what I was expecting, he didn’t even made an effort to respond. What’s up with him ? He wouldn’t be this stoic.
“ ok, fine. That was ridiculous even for me. How about this ? I put the gun first and you would do the same next. Seems fair ?” I said as I put the gun down as a truce.
He widened his eyes in surprise, finally a reaction. He looked down at the gun to see any sort of trick.
That’s all I needed to make my move.
In a span of few seconds, I shot out a stone pebble from the secret device hidden in my sleeves.
He was right about 100 tricks up my sleeve but he is definitely wrong about even giving a few seconds to a skilled thief. Didn’t he realize that ? That was careless especially from him. ( I wish I wrote this better but I know nothing about spy devices )
He dropped the map from the impact. The map case falls , opens …and spit out a thick gas which I suspect is definitely poisonous.
Shit !!! I’ve heard about treasure map case emitting poisonous but I never thought this will !! The treasure map was legit all along ?
I thought it was just a fancy artifact…
The hero realizes this at the same time as me, he threw me a glance…a short one as he succumbs to the effect of the gas and drops down.
No no no no ..Is he dead ? I have no time to check !
I get out of there as soon as possible. I barely escape the smoke which didn’t last outside of the room. I have no idea what happened to the hero but I’m definitely not going back to check.
Is he really dead ?
I call the ambulance as soon as I get out of the house. I might hate the hero but I definitely don’t want him dead especially when half of it is my fault.
For all the threats I’ve made, I have definitely not killed anyone. That’s something I pride upon, I might be a thief but I’m no murderer. I definitely don’t want to be one, so the hero better be alive.
( sorry, I wrote this in a hurry ! It seems a bit messy )
Also, umm..I think you’ve misunderstood something ? Villain doesn’t have the gun because the hero took it ? Anyway, let’s keep it like this.
He wasn’t having any of it.
“ not so fast, did you think I’m gonna stop ? I’ll probably lose more than a map and a gun” he said with an unusually irritated frown.
He suddenly seemed serious like he finally realized this isn’t a game or maybe it’s the map in his hand that has made him more alert.
Seeing him like this made me a bit surprised. What did I expect ? He wouldn’t have made it this far if he didn’t have an ounce of seriousness in him.
“ this isn’t going anywhere, and I’m not going anywhere without that map. How about a truce ? We would put the gun down at the same time ?”
He looked at me like I was playing a joke on him. Unlike what I was expecting, he didn’t even made an effort to respond. What’s up with him ? He wouldn’t be this stoic.
“ ok, fine. That was ridiculous even for me. How about this ? I put the gun first and you would do the same next. Seems fair ?” I said as I put the gun down as a truce.
He widened his eyes in surprise, finally a reaction. He looked down at the gun to see any sort of trick.
That’s all I needed to make my move.
In a span of few seconds, I shot out a stone pebble from the secret device hidden in my sleeves.
He was right about 100 tricks up my sleeve but he is definitely wrong about even giving a few seconds to a skilled thief. Didn’t he realize that ? That was careless especially from him. ( I wish I wrote this better but I know nothing about spy devices )
He dropped the map from the impact. The map case falls , opens …and spit out a thick gas which I suspect is definitely poisonous.
Shit !!! I’ve heard about treasure map case emitting poisonous but I never thought this will !! The treasure map was legit all along ?
I thought it was just a fancy artifact…
The hero realizes this at the same time as me, he threw me a glance…a short one as he succumbs to the effect of the gas and drops down.
No no no no ..Is he dead ? I have no time to check !
I get out of there as soon as possible. I barely escape the smoke which didn’t last outside of the room. I have no idea what happened to the hero but I’m definitely not going back to check.
Is he really dead ?
I call the ambulance as soon as I get out of the house. I might hate the hero but I definitely don’t want him dead especially when half of it is my fault.
For all the threats I’ve made, I have definitely not killed anyone. That’s something I pride upon, I might be a thief but I’m no murderer. I definitely don’t want to be one, so the hero better be alive.
( sorry, I wrote this in a hurry ! It seems a bit messy )
Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things smooth, we can make a storyline and draft an outline.
We can then together write story based on that outline
OR
We can just write freely with no prompt or outline
What do you think ??
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things smooth, we can make a storyline and draft an outline.
We can then together write story based on that outline
OR
We can just write freely with no prompt or outline
What do you think ??
Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things smooth, we can make a storyli..."
I like the second and the third one
We could come up with an outline or we could write freely
Whatever works with you
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things smooth, we can make a storyli..."
I like the second and the third one
We could come up with an outline or we could write freely
Whatever works with you
Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things smooth, we ca..."
So…it’s just two of us ?
I’m ok with it but it’s fun with more
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things smooth, we ca..."
So…it’s just two of us ?
I’m ok with it but it’s fun with more
Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things..."
Yeah maybe we can ask around for some people to join
Artemis wrote amazing stuff?
I think i saw i'm not sure
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
OR…to make things..."
Yeah maybe we can ask around for some people to join
Artemis wrote amazing stuff?
I think i saw i'm not sure
Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
O..."
Did you read the story we wrote together ?
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could go for that.
O..."
Did you read the story we wrote together ?
Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could ..."
I mean parts of it
I don't think I remember tho
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ thread. We could ..."
I mean parts of it
I don't think I remember tho
Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ t..."
It’s literally here..
But never mind…
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘inspiration’ t..."
It’s literally here..
But never mind…
Aazra (offline) wrote: "(Mary, if yoh have time, please check Pinterest)"
(This reminds me of the time you used to try to find me and talk to me in other’s nooks. Good times 😌)
(This reminds me of the time you used to try to find me and talk to me in other’s nooks. Good times 😌)
Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘..."
Oh the hero and villian pov one??
Yeah I read bit of it a while ago, it's nice
I'll read the whole thing now
Ok, so there are some prompts in ‘..."
Oh the hero and villian pov one??
Yeah I read bit of it a while ago, it's nice
I'll read the whole thing now

(This reminds me of the time you used to try to find me and talk to me in other’s nooks. Good times 😌)"
Hehehe 🤧
Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, so there are s..."
It went all over the place and at last I guess Artemis just gave up 🥲
Ok, so there are s..."
It went all over the place and at last I guess Artemis just gave up 🥲
Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Unknown wrote: "Elena wrote: "Plz give me some ideas Mary or Artemis or anyone in here"
Ok, ..."
ahh I see
Ok, ..."
ahh I see
Kelsie ☆ wrote: "Wheres the story?"
Page 1, message 49
It starts from there
It’s based on a prompt from the ‘inspiration’ section.
Page 1, message 49
It starts from there
It’s based on a prompt from the ‘inspiration’ section.


Also, umm..I think you’ve misunderstood something ? Villain doesn’t have the gun because the hero took it ? Anyway, let’s keep it like this.
He wasn’t having any..."
I slink across the room, moving towards the door, and i spot something. A glimmer of light. I look more closely and see it is a key, the same key the hero was holding at our last meeting. It's handle is ornate, the jagged edges seeming to form some sort of pattern. I pick it up, and get out of the building, as i hear the wail of a siren in the distance. I look back at the hero and something in my heart starts to wrench. He is sprawled out on the floor, limbs in uncomfortable positions. His eyes are open, but unblinking. Unmoving. Is he really dead? What have i done?
(Im sorry if its bad, i just wanted to try this)
I had an idea while going to sleep last night
But this hero and villian idea is also great but anyway i'll just write the first line to see if you want to continue
"Jennifer Adam was twelve years old when she witnessed a murder for the first time, and sixteen years old when she committed one. Since then, she stopped fearing death. Instead, she feared the absence of it for it would mean her life had no meaning."
But this hero and villian idea is also great but anyway i'll just write the first line to see if you want to continue
"Jennifer Adam was twelve years old when she witnessed a murder for the first time, and sixteen years old when she committed one. Since then, she stopped fearing death. Instead, she feared the absence of it for it would mean her life had no meaning."

Kelsie ☆ wrote: "Unknown wrote: "I’m so sorry, I’ve been so busy !
Also, umm..I think you’ve misunderstood something ? Villain doesn’t have the gun because the hero took it ? Anyway, let’s keep it like this.
He w..."
This is great !! 🤩
Also, umm..I think you’ve misunderstood something ? Villain doesn’t have the gun because the hero took it ? Anyway, let’s keep it like this.
He w..."
This is great !! 🤩
Elena wrote: "I had an idea while going to sleep last night
But this hero and villian idea is also great but anyway i'll just write the first line to see if you want to continue
"Jennifer Adam was twelve years ..."
Ok I’ll try to continue.
But this hero and villian idea is also great but anyway i'll just write the first line to see if you want to continue
"Jennifer Adam was twelve years ..."
Ok I’ll try to continue.
Kelsie ☆ wrote: "That's really cool. In the end can she herself be killed? it would make a nice circular kind of ending, and the person who watches her die is 12!"
omg that's a great idea
I hope you or Mary or anyone continues
omg that's a great idea
I hope you or Mary or anyone continues
Unknown wrote: "Actually, too hungry for that. I’ll try tomorrow with some motivation 😞"
YES YES PLEASE
YES YES PLEASE
..For that was what her life has become, an endless piles of bodies. Death everywhere she could see.
Jennifer wondered if there was ever a time where her life didn’t circled around death. But she could never remember it clearly. Her memory has blurred all together to her ending the life of someone.
She was sure this is how it was gonna go on. Death after death after death after death…
Until one day, she came face to face with something out of ordinary..
Jennifer wondered if there was ever a time where her life didn’t circled around death. But she could never remember it clearly. Her memory has blurred all together to her ending the life of someone.
She was sure this is how it was gonna go on. Death after death after death after death…
Until one day, she came face to face with something out of ordinary..
It wasn't a coincidence. She was sitting in a coffee shop, sipping endless amounts of coffee and researching drugs on her father's instructions when he appeared.
"I have an offer to make" a young man about her age said, smiling.
"What?" I replied, frustrated that someone had interrupted her work.
"Can I joiny you?" he asked. He was wearing an overly thick coat and a suit underneath. He had straight black hair, brown eyes, and a jawline that could she could herself with if she were to slap him. He pulled out a chair, sat down, and put a business card on the table.
"Firstly, who are you and secondly why did you ask if you could join me if you were gonna sit before I answered?" she replied angrily. There was so much anger in here, it sometimes likes to come out in inappropriate places.
"Oh yes yes. The great and legendary Jennifer Adams is behaving exactly how I expected her to. Anyway, I'm Jonathan Clark, I'm sure you have heard" he said.
That got a reaction out of her. Of course, she had heard of Jonathan Clark aka Jack. He was the son of Wilbur Clark, leader of the Black Hearts (me is having a terrible time naming gangs), her father's and her gang's biggest yet most dangerous enemy. She hated everyone who was associated with the name. They had once set a fire at her house and tried to murder her father many times.
"I'm not going to beat around the bush," he said with a straight face. "I'm here to offer a peace treaty," he said.
He was here to offer a what? How dare he, she thought. After all the violence and enmity towards her gang, how dare he come up to her casually and say he wanted peace. HOW DARE HE
Then, he leaned closer and whispered "My father is dying, I will be on the cathedra in three months." he said and leaned back. "Just imagine the power we will hold if we became one and worked together" he said with fire in his eyes
"I have an offer to make" a young man about her age said, smiling.
"What?" I replied, frustrated that someone had interrupted her work.
"Can I joiny you?" he asked. He was wearing an overly thick coat and a suit underneath. He had straight black hair, brown eyes, and a jawline that could she could herself with if she were to slap him. He pulled out a chair, sat down, and put a business card on the table.
"Firstly, who are you and secondly why did you ask if you could join me if you were gonna sit before I answered?" she replied angrily. There was so much anger in here, it sometimes likes to come out in inappropriate places.
"Oh yes yes. The great and legendary Jennifer Adams is behaving exactly how I expected her to. Anyway, I'm Jonathan Clark, I'm sure you have heard" he said.
That got a reaction out of her. Of course, she had heard of Jonathan Clark aka Jack. He was the son of Wilbur Clark, leader of the Black Hearts (me is having a terrible time naming gangs), her father's and her gang's biggest yet most dangerous enemy. She hated everyone who was associated with the name. They had once set a fire at her house and tried to murder her father many times.
"I'm not going to beat around the bush," he said with a straight face. "I'm here to offer a peace treaty," he said.
He was here to offer a what? How dare he, she thought. After all the violence and enmity towards her gang, how dare he come up to her casually and say he wanted peace. HOW DARE HE
Then, he leaned closer and whispered "My father is dying, I will be on the cathedra in three months." he said and leaned back. "Just imagine the power we will hold if we became one and worked together" he said with fire in his eyes
(Hahahahahaha…
You know Elena….
I gotta say something.
Long ago… You know I wrote like a chapter or something and I showed it to my sister.
I did not say anything about the story. But she INSTANTLY guessed it was from me
And I was like how did you know ?
She was like “it’s the names of the characters…”
I was confused then. But now looking at your story, it finally clicked into me.
It’s the names !!! English is not our native language, therefore we use the most generic and common names ever…
Hehe…it’s ok though )
You know Elena….
I gotta say something.
Long ago… You know I wrote like a chapter or something and I showed it to my sister.
I did not say anything about the story. But she INSTANTLY guessed it was from me
And I was like how did you know ?
She was like “it’s the names of the characters…”
I was confused then. But now looking at your story, it finally clicked into me.
It’s the names !!! English is not our native language, therefore we use the most generic and common names ever…
Hehe…it’s ok though )
“ and why should I believe you ?” Jennifer said in a bored voice, but only she knew how much this was agitating her.
Why should she believe him ? Does he think she’s naive and too young ?
That’s the most absurd thing she has heard for a while. ‘Peace’ wasn’t even something that has crossed her mind more than once. She literally lives the life of war, of a killer who doesn’t know mercy.
So, why would she be willing to raise a toast to someone she can easily raise a knife ?
“Oh well, that was to be expected. It’s not like we have the best of relationship. It’s ok, this wasn’t the main plan anyway” or so he said, but the disappointed tone in his voice was too obvious.
Jennifer looked at him lazily, her body in a relaxed form with no intention of movement.
But her mind ….? her mind had already navigated. The whole coffee shop for any sort of traps and tricks. Her eyes searched for he though in all of his movements…
He’s here for something, and she was waiting for him to bring it up finally…
“But what if I say…that I have something you’ll interested in..?”
There it is. What he was here for the whole time.
An actual proposal…
“What do you mean ?”
Why should she believe him ? Does he think she’s naive and too young ?
That’s the most absurd thing she has heard for a while. ‘Peace’ wasn’t even something that has crossed her mind more than once. She literally lives the life of war, of a killer who doesn’t know mercy.
So, why would she be willing to raise a toast to someone she can easily raise a knife ?
“Oh well, that was to be expected. It’s not like we have the best of relationship. It’s ok, this wasn’t the main plan anyway” or so he said, but the disappointed tone in his voice was too obvious.
Jennifer looked at him lazily, her body in a relaxed form with no intention of movement.
But her mind ….? her mind had already navigated. The whole coffee shop for any sort of traps and tricks. Her eyes searched for he though in all of his movements…
He’s here for something, and she was waiting for him to bring it up finally…
“But what if I say…that I have something you’ll interested in..?”
There it is. What he was here for the whole time.
An actual proposal…
“What do you mean ?”