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6:46pmii SILLEH:
(MY LOVE! *dramatic Bollywood running to your lover scene) 8D
6:46pmOptional Jesus:
[[Bollywood movies are boss]]
[[I own a million of them]]
6:47pmii SILLEH:
((Especially when they are hardcore action and have cars... and robots. xD )
(your turn baby~)
6:47pmOptional Jesus:
[[That's Bollywood trying to catch up with movies in the Western Hemisphere xP Anyways to POST!]]
7:02pm
For a moment, he almost thought that his plans were going to be thwarted. Luckily, some other drunkards were getting heat from the muscular help. He slipped through the door silently, watching as the nightingale began her flight through the dingy streets. It would easy for a big cat to catch such a bird. Especially since she was now alone, and he knew this area well. When the bird began to flap its wings even faster, the cat then picked up his pace, chasing the bird with ease.
7:05pmii SILLEH:
Neida took a sharp turn and she climbed up the stairs and the area she was going was especially hilly and broken up. It is essentially the poorest place where people hardly pay for where they live and she started to run. She chose to run threw this place because this place requires some stamina which she has as she is an excellent runner. She broke into a quicker run even in her heels.

However, as it was hilly and broken she stepped into one tiny hole, a missing pebble in the street and she stripped cracked her heels and almost twisted her ankles. She cried out in pain and she sat up to grab her ankle and wring at it.
7:20pmOptional Jesus:
The Captain followed the Nightingale through one of the more broken down areas. He nimbly bound up the stairs and swooped down behind the fallen figure, his gloved hand sliding into his pocket quickly, pulling out a cloth. He pressed the cloth up against the girls' mouth, the fabric reeking of chloroform. True the panther was not playing very fair with the use of this tactic, but it would cause less fuss.
7:22pmii SILLEH:
(i am offically sexed.)
(xD)
7:24pm
Neida gave out a muffled scream but inhaled a vile air inside her lungs fully and her eyes were feeling hazy as her throat felt as though it was going to burst on fire. She tried to beat him off with her small soft fists but it was futile. The struggle didn't last long. Her eyelids slowly covered her irises and she feel to the ground with a soft thud.
7:24pmOptional Jesus:
[[xD A bird is no match for a Panther]]
7:32pmii SILLEH:
(( Couldn't agree with you more x3)
7:36pmOptional Jesus:
He held the cloth over the nightingales' mouth until her slumped in his arms. He placed the cloth back in his jacket pocket, sliding his arm underneath the girls' legs, scooping her up bridal style. No one would dare question a high ranking figure such as himself, but if someone did, he could easily say that the poor girl was attacked, and he heroically rescued her. Even so, he still moved quickly through the streets, the city seemed to be crumbling beneath his feet as he walked. He hurried back towards his parker vehicle, struggling to open the door of the car seeing as how his hands were full. He opened the door, sliding the unconscious figure into the back seat before he climbed in himself.

The sleek vehicle soon whirred off down the street, the scenery that could be seen through the backseat window drastically changed the further they drove. The car pulled up to a gated yard, a very large house could be seen off in the distance. The drivers' window soon opened and a few buttons were punched into keypad, the gate opening.

The car pulled into the area, the gate closing behind the vehicle. When the car finally pulled up to the house, the Captain opened the car and he climbed out, taking the still unconscious figure out. He headed into his house and walked through the hallway, disappearing within the confines of his far from humble abode.
7:40pmii SILLEH:
She had been passed out for a long time and her eyes fluttered open and she finally woke up. However, she felt nothing but a parched throat it was like she had been eating and swallowing down sand. She immediately coughed and croaked out the words 'water' as she felt the vile taste on her tongue and didn't have the luxury to spit or swallow down. She croaked the word again and her eyes looked around desperately and saw a glass full of them. She immediately grabbed them and downed the entire drink down her throat letting some spill and fall in between her breasts.
7:51pmOptional Jesus:
Casimir was seated on the other side of the room behind the bird who had just woken up it seemed. He had pulled the chair out from the nearby desk and had turned it so that he was sitting on it backwards, his arms resting on the back of the chair. His uniform jacket had been tossed on the edge of the bed, his hat still on his head. While he was waiting for the nightingale to awaken, he had rolled up his shirt sleeves, his leather gloves had been taken off but his rings still made their home on his fingers.

"You shouldn't drink the water so quickly. It won't quench your thirst." he murmured from his seat as he rested his chin on his folded arms, looking at the figure's back.
7:58pmii SILLEH:
She coughed some and tried to breath in and her trembling hand placed the glass on the table. She then sighed and breathed in, meditated a little and closed her eyes as she lay down. She then groaned and gently rose up and slowly drank in thee water before she lied back down again, placing the glass clumsily at the table. She breathed. Most of that aweful taste was gone but... her eyes wandered around warily before she suddenly got up and looked at the kidnapper. She furrowed her brows and said, "Captain Corentine? Why.. Why am I here?"
8:04pmOptional Jesus:
Hm, why? He could lie and tell her that he had heroically rescued her, or he could be completely blunt and see where that would get him. Either way he treading in water that was far too deep. "You're here because I brought you here of course." he responded cooly, sitting up straight in his seat. He reached into his pants pocket, pulling out a cigarette he lit the end with a match that seemed to appear out of nowhere, waggling it around in the air until it went out, flicking it somewhere across the room.
8:09pmii SILLEH:
Neida waved off the smoke as she never really liked the smell of smoke. "I keep getting surprised at how you always smell like the best cologne with your cancer sticks continuously in between your lips." She looked around her surroundings and saw herself in a large room and she was perhaps in one of the rarely made most comfortable beds she would ever dream to sleep upon. "Why did you bring me here? Have I done something wrong Captain?"
8:15pmOptional Jesus:
He couldn't help but smirk slightly at her comment as he inhaled deeply, exhaling the smoke away from his clueless captive. "My apologies for the smoke. Old habits die hard." he said as he held the small stick between his fingers. Had she done something wrong? Yes. "No you haven't done anything wrong." he said as he stood up from his seat, lifting it up to bring it closer to his captive before he took a seat once again. "You were brought here for your own good." he explained, taking another drag from his cigarette.
8:17pmii SILLEH:
"What is that supposed to mean, for my own good Captain? Captain you know that I cannot be with you. I cannot be with you yet. I am not falling in love at all. Let alone crushing on anyone. I'm hardly attracted to anyone. I know you have many lady loves and rendez-vous and all the Fancies you get from France you come here. But... I am not interested... So can I go home?"
8:18pmOptional Jesus:
'Yet.
**FAILED**
8:25pm
'Yet.' That word held so much promise. But it was promise he could not wait any longer for. "You know what it means." he said as he looked at her from underneath the rim of his hat. "It means I will keep doing this until I have your attention." he said matter-of-factly, taking another drag from his cigarette. He had no intentions of letting her go tonight though. His house was sealed from the inside out. Even if she tried to get away, she wouldn't be able to.
8:28pmii SILLEH:
"Captain Corentine..." She whispered as she edged towards the edge of the bed and trembled. She felt like a rabbit going to be pounced on by a mangly pray. "You were everything. But you were never so ... cruel. And lowly to me. Please, let me go home. I want to be in the comfort of my home.~"
8:33pmOptional Jesus:
"Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind." he said with a grin that could rival the Cheshire Cat. 'Pft. If I were everything then why am I not good enough?' he thought as he finished his cigarette off, soon standing up from his seat, his eyebrows raising in amusement as she scooted towards the edge of the bed. "I am sorry my dear but I cannot do that." he said as he swung his leg over the chair, standing tall and straight, watching and waiting to see what the bird would do next.
8:44pmii SILLEH:
"Corentine... I don't have to suffer for your impatience. We all have our faults and I just accept them. Now please, if you send me home safely, I'll forget about the abduction.."
8:50pmOptional Jesus:
He nudged his hat up slightly, looking at the singer with amusement. She had dropped his title. How rude. He chuckled slightly as she tried to negotiate her release. She was in no position to be negotiating. "Sweety. I am the Captain of my division. I have ties with the people that run this city. Do you really think that I am worried about whether or not you'll 'forget about the abduction?'" he asked as he placed one hand on his hip, idly playing with the various belts and police equipment his belt contained.
8:52pmii SILLEH:
"I expect you to because you are Captian of your division. You're going to use and abuse your power against me? What have I done? I have done nothing wrong... Oh no. Please don't tell me its because I haven't accepted you." She said warily as she slid off the bed and edged to the wall walking at her side.
8:56pmOptional Jesus:
[[Damn. Casimir is being hardcore...]]

"And what if I tell you that it is because of that?" he asked as he slowly inched his way closer to her as she made her way along the wall. It wouldn't matter. There was no way for her to get out. "Will you accept me now Nightingale?" he asked, his head tilting slightly as he looked towards her wary figure, his icy blue eyes reflecting nothing but the stone cold facade he was putting on.
9:16pmii SILLEH:
"... I always have. But I don't want to be one of your many lovers. I'm sorry."
9:23pmOptional Jesus:
[[Rejected yet again. Time to turn on the pitiful human]]

He faltered slightly when she said she said had always accepted him. It was funny how three words made him do a complete double take on his actions and their current situation. "You.. you have?" he whispered, mostly to himself. He took a step back, bumping into the chair slightly before he clumsily sat down on the chair sideways. He took his hat off of his head, running a hand through his jet black hair tiredly. "One of many?" he repeated from his seat, looking across the room at the singer. He wasn't looking for another notch in his belt.
9:25pmii SILLEH:
Neida simply blinked at him and looked at him. There was a look of hope for him. She was feeling relieved that he has still his conciousnes. She walked slowly around the bed and then sat. She admired the bed, patting it before looking up at him. "You're a filthy rich b*****d, Corentine. I can't be with you. It's not mutual."
9:29pmOptional Jesus:
He chuckled slightly at her description of him. It was fairly accurate so he couldn't really complain. She couldn't be with him. But why the hell not? He still did not understand. But perhaps it was better that he didn't understand. "I see..." he murmured as he threw his hat across the room like a frisbee, suddenly craving yet another cigarette.
9:32pmii SILLEH:
Her eyes wandered a bit and said, "Look around you. You have everything. But you keep me here you take away everything. Okay the bar has some perverts and the place I live is shabby but you know what? None of it matters to me anymore. I get to appreciate things better. I get to sympathize with the hardships of others." She then walked over to him and she bend on her knees and placed her elbows on his knees. "Corentine please, don't take that feeling of belonging away from me. I'm a human being. Not a nightingale."
9:42pmOptional Jesus:
It was true. They lived in completely different worlds it seemed. But that did not mean that he did not understand the hardships of others. He patrolled the streets daily. It was his jobs. He saw how others struggled, and it was his job to help them. He spent more time working than he did actually indulging himself in the world of aristocracy. But he did not say anything. He listened to what she had to say, sitting quietly in his seat. When she approached him, there was once again that surge of hopefulness, but he tried his best to suppress it.

He heard and understood everything she had just told him. He understood her feelings on the matter and she was right, she was not a nightingale. As he repeated this over and over in his head, he wasn't able to ignore how close she suddenly was. Without much warning he brought his hand up and held onto the back of Neida's neck gently, pulling her closer he closed the space between them with a surprisingly gentle kiss.
9:44pmii SILLEH:
Neida blinked rapidly her eyes fluttered and she shivered in his touch before she suddenly pushed him away and ripped her lips away from his and she exclaimed, "Have you been listening at all?!" she was exasperated. "That was my first!"
9:50pmOptional Jesus:
Bliss. Pure bliss. That was the only way he could describe it. When she pushed him away suddenly, it was enough to snap him out of his momentary dream moment. He grabbed onto the back of the chair to steady himself, looking up at her with a genuine smile. "I was listening. And I agree with you. Which is why I was going to tell you that you are free to go. However before I told you that I wanted to give you a goodbye kiss at least." he explained, being as sincere as he could be. He stood up from his seat, looking at her apologetically. "I'm sorry. I did not realize it was your first." he said sincerely. "Would you like me to give it back?"
9:53pmii SILLEH:
Neida shook her head and said, "I won't take anything from you. You have always been such a joker." She said as she sped towards the door and took a run for it. She ran down the corridors and dared to slide down the railings of the staircase in hopes that he wont prowl and catch her.
9:58pmOptional Jesus:
He watched as she make a hasty retreat from the room, soon getting up he followed after her at a normal pace. The gates to the grounds were still locked and there was no way for her to actually leave the premises. Unless he was there to unlock gates. He surely was not going to let her walk home either. He would insist on driving her, or sending her in a car.
9:59pmii SILLEH:
She entered into the main halls where she opened a grand door and she ran across what appeared to be a dance floor. She then found that there was a gate. She unhooked the notches but found the rest to be locked. She stepped back a little, puzzling over what to do but she heard foot steps and she was again face to face with Captain Corentine.
10:03pmOptional Jesus:
"As you stated before I am a 'filthy rich b*****d.' My estate of course would be gated." he said as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "I can open the gates for you but it is rather late. I would feel more comfortable if you let me send you in a car." he said as he looked towards the singer, no signs of malice could be seen on his face or heard in his voice.
10:05pmii SILLEH:
She paused for a moment thinking. Then she asked in all sincerity, "Can I trust a man who stole my first kiss?"
10:07pmOptional Jesus:
"You can trust the man who apologize for stealing it and then offered to give it back." he said with a slight bow. "You have my word. Not as Captain of my division or as a filthy rich b*****d. You have the word of me; Casimir Lucian Corentine." he said, his eyes expressing the sincerity of his words.
10:08pmii SILLEH:
She nodded, feeling appreciative though she didn't know if she should forgive him yet. She sighed and said, "Will you drive then?"
10:22pmOptional Jesus:
"I will. My driver has already gone for the night." he explained. "If you will kindly follow me I can talk you home." he said as he turned and lead her back through the house. They went through a few corridors on the main level of the house before finally stepping through a side door, entering a massive garage. There was an abundance of cars, all of them different models, but he wasn't in there to show off. He turned to his right, punching in a series of numbers on a keypad, a metal box on the wall unlocking. He picked out a set of keys, opening the garage door he unlocked a car and held the passenger door open for her.
10:24pmii SILLEH:
She blinked and sighed wondering what would one man do with all those cars. Smiling a little she went into the passenger seat and sat comfortably as she stepped forward more and more into actually forgiving him.
10:27pmOptional Jesus:
He closed the door after she was settled into the seat, walking around the car he climbed into the driver's side, closing his own door he started the car. He drove the car out of the garage, soon going through the carious gates that protected his estate. At each gate he opened his window, punching in a different series of numbers every time before proceeding. All of this was done in a somewhat comfortable silence, Casimir wanting to show her that he could in fact be trusted.
10:32pmii SILLEH:
The silence for Neida was surprisingly comfortable too. Often there are people always pushing for a chat not giving her a rest and that she in fact liked to listen or she just likes quiet. It was nice of him, to exchange it. It was nice of him to at least not feel awkward but... she didn't feel a communication with him at all in it. Still she stayed quiet. They finally reached to a stop and she was alerted. "Am I home?"
10:34pmOptional Jesus:
"I believe so..." he said finally breaking his silence. He looked through the windows of the car, the surroundings once again noticing the two different worlds that they came from.
10:36pmii SILLEH:
Neida took the liberty to open the car and then she knocked the car window gently for him to roll them down. "So, do you come to my club often?"
10:43pmOptional Jesus:
"Usually at the end of the week when my patrol hours are over." he admitted. "Good music and a couple good drinks are nice before heading back to an empty house." he said with a small sad smile.
10:45pmii SILLEH:
Neida blinked for a moment and understood him a little bit. After her father died she had never felt more alone than this. She was an orphan and anything but. She may be able to sing and dance and know how to bar tend but still. She then walked around and sat back inside the car and said, "It's getting late Captain. Let's head towards your quarters."
10:49pmOptional Jesus:
[[http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o237/lastfaerie6212/Emoticon-shocked.gif]]

The Captain was about ready to turn around and head back home but when she got back into the car, he was dumbfounded for a moment. He turned in his seat slightly to look at her, the confusion clear on his face. "I don't understand.." he admitted.
10:50pm
**[[ http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o237/lastfaerie6212/Emoticon-shocked.gif ]]
10:51pmii SILLEH:
"I'll spend one night with you. Separate bedrooms of course, you kiss thief." she said jokingly. "It's lonely in my house too." she replied gently as she waited for him to pull over and drive back.
[[ xD ]]
10:55pmOptional Jesus:
One night. There was that hope again brewing within the confines of his being. He had one night to convince this woman that they were not worlds apart. He couldn't help the small laugh that escaped him. He was happy and excited for this sliver of a chance to win her over. He knew that that wasn't why she agreed to spend the night, but still. He turned the car around and headed back to his estate, the whole while there was a small smile on his face. "Thank you." he said softly.
10:59pmii SILLEH:
"You're welcome," she said politely. As the entered the estate she was taken to what would have been her guest room and she was already feeling tired needing some sleep. "I'll see you tomorrow morning. Maybe we can talk? Unless you are busy on patrol?"
11:03pmOptional Jesus:
He nodded his head standing in the doorway of the guest room. "I do not have to patrol tomorrow. As of late I have been putting in extra hours and my division thought it would be best if I take a day for myself..." he explained lightly. "So we can talk tomorrow if that is what you want to do." he said with a little smile.
11:05pmii SILLEH:
"Okay.. Goodnight, Captain. Please sleep well." she said before slowly closing the door and coyly so. She then slipped off from her clothes and she was trying to find a gown or a nighty. She found a gown that was silken smooth and laid it over her skin. It will do for now. Then she slipped into her bed smoothly and slept for what could have been the longest hours.
11:06pm
--------next day time skipp morning stuff------
She found a dress of light pink laying on the bed and she quickly wore them. Then there was a small invitation card for breakfast. She smiled. He really does think of everything doesn't he. She then wore the dress and fitted in them and headed downstairs. A butler then lead her into the room where the captain waited for her.
11:15pmOptional Jesus:
Casimir had an oddly peaceful and restful sleep. Just knowing that there was someone else there in the house with him always made him rest a bit easier. He awoke early the next morning, his body used to a certain rhythm that he had become accustomed to a long time ago. Before the sun was even up the Captain was within the depths of his estate training. He had to maintain a certain physical condition and as most people in his division knew, he took his job very seriously. Once he was finished he got himself showered and cleaned up, sending an invitation out to Neida to join him for breakfast once she to had awakened.

He dressed in what he considered casual clothes, a dress shirt and slacks. He still felt somewhat odd without his uniform on. But seeing as how he was at home, with a guest no less, and this was supposed to be his day off, he could skip the uniform. He made his way into the dining room, seating himself down at the table he awaited for her arrival.
11:17pmii SILLEH:
(Neida's outfit now x3 http://www.polyvore.com/soalina_outfit/set?id=33526024)
11:17pmOptional Jesus:
[[So pink and pretty x3]]
11:19pmii SILLEH:
Neida came in with her clothes but her hair was tied up in the usual manner as she often did on stage or just doing normal work. It draped at her side and she came in feeling a bit shy and walked in. She felt a bit strange that he was in his casual clothes but well, perhaps it was for the better. He was gentlemanly to stand up and pull the chair out. She smiled and sat next to him and looked around and saw the typical french breakfast items of bread, little boxes of butter, croissant, pain au chocolat, all the things she had when she was a little girl.
11:25pmOptional Jesus:
[[-wishes I was French...-]]

Casimir looked towards Neida, a sudden worried thought crossing his mind. What if she did not like any of the breakfast items here? "Is everything to your liking?" he asked carefully, completely ready to have his butler send word to the chef that new dishes would have to be made.
11:30pmii SILLEH:
"They are all wonderful." she sniffed a little and said, "Smells delicious too~" and she took a croissant in hand and carefully breaking it in pieces, spreading a bit of the soft jelly on it and gave one piece to Corentine first before she helped herself and took a first bite. "Mm. It's been nearly either years since I last had this.
11:34pmOptional Jesus:
He breathed a small sigh of relief as she said that everything was wonderful. He took the piece of croissant that she had broken for him and happily ate it with a smile. "Thank you again for spending the night here.." he told her has he took a croissant for himself, breaking it in half before spreading a small bit of butter on it.
11:35pmii SILLEH:
There was a short amount of silence when a signficant amount of croissant was taken and enjoyed by both before she said, "Why me?"
11:40pmOptional Jesus:
"If I could actually define why would it make my feelings more valid?" he asked back. The Captain had a weird view on the matter of affection and love. He felt that if you could easily state all the reasons why you loved someone, then you didn't really love them. Why? Because he believed that when you truly loved someone, there would be just so many quirks and reasons that you would not be able to list them all.
11:41pmii SILLEH:
"Depends," she said. "It'll be a good you know, start before you turn the engine on your love car."
11:46pmOptional Jesus:
He chuckled slightly at the way she chose to phrase her statement, pausing a moment to think about what he was trying to tell her. He opened his mouth as if he was going to start speaking, only to close it again because he was still unsatisfied with the wording of it all. He ran a hand through his hair, about ready to give up. He needed a smoke... "It's hard to find the right words..."
11:47pmii SILLEH:
"Are you saying you are in love with me, Captain?" she said asked bluntly. "Are you sure even?"
11:50pmOptional Jesus:
"I'm sure about how I feel." he said with a determined look. He just wasn't sure what title his feelings were worthy of. But he wasn't going to tell her that.
11:52pmii SILLEH:
"Alright," she said slowly as the butler brought in the tea. "Would you stop smoking if I told you so?"
11:55pmOptional Jesus:
The tea tray was placed down on the table and two cups of tea were poured out before the butler left the room once again. Stop smoking? What did that have to do with anything? "I can honestly say I'd try if you told me so. I don't know how successful I'd be though..." he said as he prepared his tea.
11:57pmii SILLEH:
"That's probably because you don't really want to~" she smiled as she looked at the lovely color of the tea. The scent was... heavenly. "How long have you been pampered like this Corentine?"
Today
12:02amOptional Jesus:
"Like I told you before, old habits die hard. I've been smoking since I was fourteen." he said as he took a sip from his tea cup. He didn't really like the word pampered. It made him feel like he couldn't do anything for himself. The word pampered reminded him of the term spoon-fed and that really made him feel like he couldn't do anything for himself. "My family has been a part of the aristocracy even before I was born. We have always been privileged."
12:04amii SILLEH:
"I see," she said, "You are an only child?"
12:05amOptional Jesus:
"I am an only child." he answered. "You've been asking me question I think it's time I get to ask you some." he said with a little chuckle.
12:05amii SILLEH:
"Go right ahead." She said with a smile and sat back comfortably.
12:06amOptional Jesus:
"What is your family life like?" he asked as he placed his tea cup down onto the table, leaning back in his chair as well.
12:08amii SILLEH:
"My mother was a bit of a mysterious woman. A dark beauty type. She died while working in the glass factory. My father was a diplomat from whatever remained of Finland, my country of origins. He passed away at work as well. I was seventeen at that time. But during the times they were alive it was warm. Happy. Comforting. Yeah that's the word, always comforting. Like a guiding light of some sort."
12:12amOptional Jesus:
"I'm sorry." he said softly. His parental situation was far from similar to hers, but at the same time there was a common ground. They were both alone. His parents did not want much to do with him when he told them he was joining the police force. But seeing as how he was their only son they still helped support him financially. With his status in the police force and his ties with the big guns that ran the city however, he could most definitely survive without his parents money.
12:13amii SILLEH:
"After that, I had to be on my own. I had my voice. And my music. That was all," she finished her story there.
12:16amOptional Jesus:
Her story made the fact that he was a filthy rich b*****d burn just a bit more. He had everything from the beginning up to now. And he would continue to have everything. But having everything when you were alone did not make the loneliness disappear. He sat quietly, his face showing the intense thought process that was going on in his head.
12:17amii SILLEH:
Neida sipped her tea and let a moment of silence pass by. "I had a boyfriend before too."
12:18amOptional Jesus:
His ears perked up to that bit of information. "Oh really?" he asked, trying not to sound overly interested. "And yet I was the one to steal your first kiss?" he asked, his voice taking on a slight playful tone.
12:20amii SILLEH:
"We left each other. He needed a companion and the contract was he cannot touch me. Well, I don't know how long he'll last. I just dated him because I thought... it was okay to date a highway man and thought i would be more happy that way. But it was a short lived fantasy."
12:23amOptional Jesus:
"I see..." he said, once again trying not to sound overly interested.
12:24amii SILLEH:
"I dont think I need to ask you about your love life... right?" she said squinting her eyes a bit.
12:26amOptional Jesus:
"I would not really call it a love life..." he said as he picked up his teacup once again, trying to distract himself from the feminine eyes that were boring into him.
12:27amii SILLEH:
She giggled and finished her cup of tea and said, "I had the best breakfast in a long time. Thank you~"
12:29amOptional Jesus:
He finished off the remainder of his own tea, placing the cup down on the table. He was thankful for the sudden change in subject. He smiled over at her before answering "It was my pleasure."
12:29amii SILLEH:
"What should we do now?" she asked bluntly.
12:30amOptional Jesus:
"You're the guest. It's your choice." he said with a little laugh.
12:31amii SILLEH:
"I'm in a stranger's house. Give me a tour then?" she smiled, laughing along.
12:32amOptional Jesus:
"A tour? As you wish." he said as he stood up from his seat, extending his hand towards her.