I Think You Have the Wrong Number?

The Holidate

Hailee is in the bedroom with a suitcase laid out on the bed. She's packing her bags to go to another work event. This time it's the Prada show. 

*Walking up behind Hailee hugging her*

How can I help you?

Hey. *squeezes Hailee*

*smirks* You know I'm busy packing right?

Like you can see the suitcase right?

Yeah, I can see it. 

*kisses Hailee's neck*

Clearly, that's not going to stop you.

I'm just a little sad you are leaving is all.

Hailee throws the shirt in her hands down into the suitcase and sits on the bed and brings y/n close for a moment.

I know.

I'm not super happy I'm going either.

But *looks into y/n's eyes* it's just for a night and then I'll be back before you know it.

You sure do pack a lot for one night.

*giggles* You know I am incredibly indecisive.

Look as soon as I'm done packing I promise we can spend our night together.

Well, that was actually what I was hoping to talk to you about.

Oh.

Okay, did you have other plans?

No, I was actually going to ask if you felt like getting your ass beat before you leave town.

Okay,hold on a second.

I know you have been working out with my dad regularly.

*tracing y/n's muscles* And these have grown even more considerably since then but I don't know that you could beat my ass just yet.

Nooo.

Are you kidding?

 I don't think there's a world where I would cause you harm.

I meant more metaphorically.

Like in a game or a competition.

If its a game night you're suggesting just remember the last time we played I was the one that took the title of victor.

Oh no, I'm suggesting a Gingerbread house competition.

We each get our own house and I got way to much candy to decorate them.

*looks at watch* Alright I can do that.

Give me fifteen minutes to finish up here.

*kisses Hailee* Okay I'll use that time to lay everything out.

Oh, you're really gonna make it easier for me to win the competition?

I'm not the one who needs to be worried.