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Grell sighed softly as she sat in the bar drinking her drink. It wasn't fair that she was alone again. The female just wanted to play with someone was all.
Claire had just strolled around from the back room when a familiar mop of red hair caught her eye. She walked up and smiled. “Hey, I think I’ve seen you at the office before. You’re Grell Sutcliff, right?”
"Marlowe~," she sighed draping her leg over his dramatically. "I'm bored~! Lets do something fun~!"
Marlowe chuckled, gently sliding his hand up her leg toward her hip. "Yeah? What did y' 'ave in mind, love~?"
Grell pouted and plopped down in Marlowe's lap. "Pat attention to me~," she whined like a small child would and took his newspaper then threw it across the room.
Marlowe squeaked as Grell sat down, looking up at her and pulling her close. "'Ey, I was tryin' ta read that... what's wrong, love?"
"William? Um...works almost over and I know it's sudden but...would you be willing to go to Yorkshire with me? I know we both have then next few days off and...I don't want to go alone," Grell asked as she sat on the edge of his desk heading in her paperwork strangely on time for once.
William looked at her curiously, immediately knowing something was wrong, “I don’t mind a t all, but may I inquire as to why we might be going there specifically?”, he asked curiously.
Grell and Marlowe had had a fight. It started with an iverly friendly co-worker of hers who kept wanting to be closer the normal to her. Marlowe had gotten angry and fought with the other reaper in a fist fight. So Marlowe won just barely and in a jealous rage called her a cheater. Now Grell had tried to drown her pains in a bottle of scotch. A man approached her and it her pain followed him. The man pushed her against the alley wall ignoring her protests. "M-Marlowe help," she screamed crying.
(( Oh dear!! Marlowe to the rescue everyone but more importantly how did you know I needed angst XD ))
Strangely enough, for once Marlowe hadn't gotten drunk after a fight with someone. Maybe because it was a fight with Grell and he knew he deserved the pain. What he'd done was horrible, and he deserved to be punished for it. However, as he was walking home (mostly to try and think of a plan to apologize to Grell), he heard someone crying out from the alley. Recognizing the voice as Grell, he didn't hesitate to run down. "Grell!!"
"Kiss me quick~!"
Send me "Kiss me, quick!"
and I’ll generated a number from 1-25 to see where my muse will have to kiss yours:
3. Back of the hand
Marlowe grinned. "Well, that's what a gentleman does, isn't it?" He reached to take Grell's hand and brought it to his face, lightly kissing the back. "My lady~"
♫
Send me a ♫ and I'll put my iPod on shuffle to give you:
Our characters’ meeting song: "Kerosene" by Miranda Lambert
Our characters’ love song: "You're Still the One" by Shania Twain
Our characters’ break-up song: "You're Something Beautiful" by Bridgit Mendler
Our characters’ hate song: "Heart Attack" by Demi Lovato
Our characters’ fight song: "Pyromania" by Cascada
Our characters’ death song: "Open Your Eyes (To Love)" by LMNT
Our characters’ goodbye song: "Hurricane" by Bridgit Mendler
(( Omg is every one of these going to be just perfect today?? XD ))
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Will was just about to dim the lights when he felt a shift in the covers and froze. He glanced over to the other side of the bed as his eyes widened slightly, "...what a surprise...".
