An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Following Shroud's imprisonment, Mandy and Robert take a moment together to rebuild.
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Mandy was perched on the hood of the car still, knees tucked against her chest as she observed the chaos float right by her for once. No reporters badgered her for statements or blinded her with the flash of their cameras. It was just Mandy stripped down to her plain gym wear and brown hair.
“Plans?” She arched a questioning brow. Robert’s slight smile was mirrored in her own as he reached down to scratch behind Beef’s ear. Among all the chaos, she steadied him so easily with just a look.
“We never did get around to that second date.” Robert slipped his hands into the pockets of his slacks as a lazy shrug rolled through his shoulders.
“Are you really trying to ask me out right now?” Mandy’s cheeks drew up with her lips as she stared up at him in disbelief.
“Is now a bad time?”
“The entire city was just on fire and you just got shot, so I’d say yeah.” She paused before softening. “Ask me tomorrow.”
