Jan 3, 2012 11:10 AM
She walked into apartment, her gun loaded, anticipating the slightest movement. Turning a corner she found him at the bar, a cup of coffee steaming in his hands. His hair was disheveled, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "I had a feeling you'd show up here." he said. "Have a cup of coffee and we'll discuss what will happen next..."