Y/N DAGGER
"Oh, hello, you're still here" I jumped as I see William still in my room, he looked at me and nods
"I've been waiting, what took you so long?" he asked getting up from the red kitchen stool
"Partridge got shot, so he let me in his room and I helped him" I yawned and shoved the bag to him, flopping on my bed as William stayed silent for a bit, looking surprised, he whipped his head to me and walked closer, his index finger pointing to me.
"Wait!" he stared wide eyed at me "HE let you in HIS room!?"
I narrowed my eyes "Yes?"
"Wh-what did you see, what did he have in there, anything suspicious" he pressed
"What?" I paused
"Any weapons?" he yelled
I think back to not long ago when I was wetting the cloth in the sink, there was something on the fridge, loads of words all over it, squares, rectangles and lines.
"um...There was a-" I cut myself off "A map? there was two guns, one on his uh, on his bedside table and one on the bed"
"A map?" he questioned "a map of what?"
I shrugged my shoulders
"I dont know, I got a 2 second look"
"Ok, well this is good" he beamed "really good"
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Day 3:
"Ok, so the head of our station, the person we work for that is, Frank checked in and asked if we have a lead" William informed me, rushing around his room.
He had asked me at 6 minutes past 6 in the morning to come over. I had to agree, I mean what would I say oh yeah, no sorry I don't wanna no. I'm not gonna say that, hell get his bloody ninja skills on me.
"Do we?" I questioned after a moment
"No! We don't have proof on any of the ideas we have on why hes here, we dont know if he's tricking us into thinking he's here for something" he paused, plopping on his bed
"We have absolutely nothing, Nothing!" he pressed
"Ok welp, Ill try harder but for now-"
"For now what! you're not going anywhere that doesn't have to do with this assignment" he cut me off
"Well you realise I'm not trained enough "I fought
"You don't need training! You are perfectly fine on your own" he rushed
"Then let me do it on my own, I got it under control!" I yelled, grabbing my keys and headed out the door, waiting for the elevator, fucking hell, I have to do etherything myself.
I ran down the stairs and jumped on the railing, sliding down the big spiral staircase to go down to the ground floor, bumping into someone as the elevator opened, the person whimpered and I looked at them.
"Oh god I'm so sorry" I pressed
"Watch where you're going, kid" they rolled their eyes
"Excuse you, bitch I'm no child" I scoffed and flicked the bird at them
"Sure, kid"
"Fuck off" I cursed and walked out the door, pushing the door open angrily and walked down the street kicking a rock infront of me, I turned into a alleyway and looked down not noticing nor caring about my surroundings. I heard a snap and a loud bang like something exploded, I ran towards it, two alleyways down behind a burrito shop and whipped out my gun, the back wall exploded, gone.
No one there, I put the gun back in my purse and walked away, turning into another backstreet seeing Louis eating a crêpe on a dumpster wearing a tilted black beret with a black long trench coat, I strolled up to the dumpster and leaned my elbow on it standing there in silence.
"So...what are doing in a backstreet behind a shop eating a crêpe" I paused" you know there are like, tables and chairs"
"Yeah, I like piece though, you know...without people chatting he shrugged
"So you hide...on a dumpster?" I questioned with a giggle
"Yeah" he nodded
"Did you hear that explosion? I wonder who did it" I saw him tense up a bit
"Yeah...no I didn't hear it, I was listening to music"
"Oh, well... I best be off now" I said and turned on my heels
"Wait! You don't wanna stay?" he pouted
"You never asked"
He smiles "Will you stay?"
it's not like I do wanna 'hang out' with him but honestly, maybe I should, just to piss William off. what's the worst that could happen, he's gonna kill me? maybe, I mean he's sure as hell capable of it but then again I don't think he would, not here and not now that is.
"...I dont know, Will I?" I smirked turning back to face him
"I dont know, will you?" he bit his lip, fucking hell what is wrong with m- what is wrong with him. What is wrong with him?
I looked at him with a playful grin and he smirked at me licking his lips
"I dont think I will" joked making his ego drop
"Oh c'mon, please. I'll do anything, I like your company" he pouted
"I'm flattered" I said bluntly
"Oh c'mon, princesse" he jumped off and grabbed my hand
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"Oh, I'm sorry but I'm I might have to cancel you coming with me to the gallery"
I smile "that's ok, I'm going anyway, that's partly the reason I came here"
"Oh? O-ok great" he stuttered
"You don't sound too happy about that?" I questioned him
"I-I am, just didnt expect that" he stuttered
"Don't worry I won't bother you during your observance time, I'm there for my favourite piece of art myself'" I smirked
"Oh?" he rose his eyebrows
"Yep" I popped the 'p'
"Ok then, princesse. How's late lunch sound?" he suggested.
I contemplated what to do. Why would I want to go to lunch with a criminal but yet again I helped him with a shot wound yesterday, I mean the least he could do is repay me by buying me a nice meal, what's the worst that could happen? Its not like hes gonna kill me, Im not perturbed by that. He wouldn't even dare think about it.
"Doesn't sound that bad, where to?" I shrugged
"How about Brasserie Zédel" he smirked
"Don't you need a reservation for that place?"
"Well, let's see about that" he smirked
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"Sir you need a reservation" the man at the front desk said
"How about this?" Louis handed him a credit card, I mentally slapped myself for this, this is second-hand embarrassment. what the hell does he think that's gonna do?
"A credit card?" The man questioned unamused, Louis slowly looked back at me and I awkwardly smiled, he looked back at the man and started whispering to him, the man nodded and a small smile crept on his face, he looked at Louis then at me and walked around the front desk.
"Follow me"
I walked beside Louis as we followed the man to a table.
"What did you say?" I questioned the boy
"I told him I was- you'll find out, just roll with whatever I pull ok?" he replied making me more confused
"Here you go" the man stopped us and extended his hand to a single table with two chairs, I smiled and he walked away with a nod
"Wa- here" Louis rushed and pulled out my chair for me to sit down, I rolled my eyes
Classic, fancy. I'll give him that.
He sat down in front of me and picked up the menu and read it thoroughly, he looked at me from the top of the big menu and saw me staring at him- well, the back of the menu, he placed the menu down and looked at me and around the restaurant.
"So, what would you like?" He asked me folding his hand together on the table.
"Do- do they have salads?" I sighed, he looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah...no" he shook his head disappointedly
"They dont have salads?" I inquired
"No they do, I'm just not letting you have it, eat a real meal, please" he chuckled, I bit my tongue and smiled
"Well I want a salad" I told him, he squinted his eyes at me like he's trying to read my mind
"This isn't because I'm a man and you would feel uncomfortable eating a real meal infront of me, is it?" he leaned back in his chair keeping his posture straight.
"I wouldnt call you a man, and why? Should I feel uncomfortable?" I questioned him, he shook his head and pinched his nose
"No, please don't and you aren't having a salad. Do you want what I'm getting?" he demanded, I smiled smugly and looked at him in the eye
"What are you having?" I asked him
"chicken chasseur" he smiled at me, I nodded my head and shrugged
I shrugged "Sure, why not"
"Perfect" he clapped his hands together, a waiter walked up and stood tall
"Are you ready to order?" they asked, Louis nodded and looked at me
"Yes, we'll have two chicken chasseur's and red wine, please" he told the man, he wrote it down and walked away with a smile.
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"Here you go, sir. Here you are, ma'am" a woman said putting our plates in front of us on the table
"Thank you" Louis smiled at her as she nodded her head and rushed away.
"It looks nice, doesnt it?" he said, putting a napkin on his lap. I nodded my head with a smile looking down at the meal, the lady came back with a bottle of wine and two tall glasses, she plopped them down then poured the dark red liquid in it, putting the bottle down and walking away.
"Yeah, it looks great" I agreed with him, he smiled smugly and grabbed his fork digging into the orange chicken and taking a bite, he looked at me confused as I look down at it not doing anything
"Aren't you gonna eat?" he questioned. I snapped out of my staring competition with the chicken and looked at him, smiling fakely and nodding my head. I took a bite out of it, tasting the bundle of flavours, its delicious.
"Glad you didn't get a bland salad now?" he queried, I shook my head and chuckle
"Very"
"I'm glad" he noted picking up his wine and sipping it like hes a rich snob
"Oh, yes. You can take this either way but this is how I got us in here, so" he informed me leaving me confused, he got up from his chair and knelt down in one knee holding a ring, you sly sod.
"Will you marry me?" he winked as people around the restaurant looked at us and gasped. I smirked at him and contemplated what I would do, do I play it out, along with him. or 'deny' it and get him 'embarrassed' and get judged by the people looking?
"Oh my god, yes!" I paused bringing fake tears out of course I will
He smirked at me and slid the ring he had on my finger, kissing my knuckles and sat back down.
"Why'd you choose to say yes?" he questioned
"I heard you get free desserts it this happens... so" I beamed cheekily at him
"Oh you're bad" he chuckled
"Tell me about it"
A lady came up to us and puts down a plate of rich profiteroles with chocolate sauce
"On the house"
"Well looks like I was right" I said looking at the dessert in front of us
"Good job"
"Why thank you, gentil monsieur" (kind sir) I bowed my head