Baltimore, Monday Night

[spin_kick_snap]

Dante and Kathy's evening out in Baltimore--she was a little hesitant to call it a date, per se--couldn't have come at a better time. A night out not thinking about the weekend was pretty much exactly what the doctor ordered. And if not thinking about the weekend happened to include a long motorcycle ride through Baltimore at speeds other people might consider 'unsafe' ('insane' might not have been entirely incorrect, either), a stop at the bar for some drinks, and the promise of much more excitement to come, well, then who was Kathy to argue?

"So, where to after this?" Kathy asked, feeling flushed and warm from the drinks and company in about equal measure. "I could show you some of my favorite places around Baltimore, but most of them are just, like, places that it's fun to ambush drug dealers and stuff."

[NFB and for one please!]

Comments

[rebelseekspizza]

"Yep."

That shouldn't really be a surprise.

It wasn't even really so much that the night was ruined; it was just because that had been so. Fucking. Dumb.

[spin_kick_snap]

They had saved lives; at least one, perhaps as many as four. Kathy was willing to be dumb if those were the rewards.

"Okay," she said softly, and relaxed against him. He could yell or curse or whatever he wanted when they got back to the island. Until then, Kathy was going to rest. She was absolutely exhausted.