Sharks? // Remy & Harley
The stone wall was hard under his back and the Cajun shifted before he glanced down at his watch once more. Harley had said to meet her down in the old Chamber of Secrets yet she was already late. To be honest, the brunet wasn’t quite sure why he’d decided to show up. Harley hadn’t explained anything to him. With a heavy exhale, he closed his eyes and crossed his arms. He’d give her a few more minutes.
Harley skips down the staircase with a bright smile on her face. She’s late but she knows Remy’s going to be waiting for her. Sure enough she arrives to see him leaning against the wall. “Hiya Remy! Thanks for waiting! Lou and Bud wouldn’t stop tearing up one of my pillows.”
The Cajun gave a roll of his eyes as he pushed himself away from he wall and stood upright. “I still can’t believe they let you have dem hyenas in school.” Remy set his hands upon his hips and lifted a brow as he met her gaze. “So why we here under th’ school?”
Harley flips her hair with a smile. “It’s because I’m good at taming my babies. Nobody can say no to them.” She moves closer, behind him, and sets her chin on his shoulder, standing on her tip toes to do it as her arms wrap around his shoulders. “We’re going shark hunting.”
“Or you make ‘em seem like lil’ pups instead ‘f the-” He trailed off when her words caught up with him. “Shark hunting?” He questioned as he glanced over his shoulder at her. “What sort of crazy you talkin’ about?” Where would they even find sharks? Better yet, why would they go looking?














