THE ASSASSIN RENDEZVOUS

PART 15 - TIME TO MAKE UP

Without futher a do. Enjoy.

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PART 15 - TIME TO MAKE UP

“Are you finish??” I eyed her basket fulled with sweets and chips that I belive she threw it there without second thought.

I was overly exhausted, my legs barely could move I almost dragged them wherever she frantically hopped from isle to isle with her crazed look in her eyes while she manically tore peepes wrap with her sharpest teeth and mutilated innocent bird’s head.

I never felt so mentally and physically tired in the span of one day. Started with Sam’s scream in  morning because she found an alien colony in her precious lingerie and I had to send it to laundry shop that surely cost me a week lunch and my not so succeded mission to get away with her determind idea to ‘visit’ police station but eventually she back down with my own not so convince persuasion.

And now we here in this monumental place. Convinience store, the same one with my last time visit in my drunken night state, the night that I lost my sane. The night that I passed out silly in the bench park but magically I woke up neatly in my humble bed.

“I Shoo nuu it...” She literally spat in my face, in my face with her mouth still full of sweets. Her face kept twitching in a weird way while she wildly chewed those colorful sweet that turned her mouth and lips into a shade of rainbow.

“I should have knew it, he’s a piece of coward won’t face us!” We still raiding the the selves no matter what it was. Well I was sort of dragged my body with her while she acted like a pregnant woman who craved sweets.

Her hand stop in the air and turned to me “Well I’m not sorry for my pun and I don’t care if you care much of him, but his face has ruined already so he don’t have to cower in the corner and hanging us in his smelly apartment!” We wrinkled my face from the thought of it. Absolutely garlic lady, James’s lady land always have a thing with garlic.

“Did she think, we’re some sort of a vampire or dracula she cast us away with those garlic thingy? I didn’t even see Edward and the gang affected with that” She stated.

Speaking of James, after we bolted out from the Police Station we tried to follow our guts that told us to visit the pretty boy aka James who’s been missing almost a week without any single notice.

The original plan was come from Sam. She thought it will end my long face misery that have been hanging in my head for far too long if once me and James could reunite again, like a sick old couple she said. In that matter, she thought it would be the best if we could earn that peace by shaken up his apartement and literally choked the word ‘Peace’ out from his own mouth and yet, it definitely the worst idea ever to earn it. It would be peace blown out of the window and cold war till die.

So, my idea for peace offer was we simply put our heart in the plate (even her’s by  giving in, not a wholeheartedly) and once for all be a bigger person and apologize for every little bit a harsh feeling.

It’s about the time. I put my heart and Sam’s in a plate  and wrapped in it with a cute little package of men’s face product samplers which she willingly to pay.

It contains from face cream that claims can provide a no-nonsense moisturizer (what the hell it’s that mean) to face serum to peel-off snake mask (that’s really snake venom there) and last not least a lip balm with coconut flavour and to top of it all it’s wrapped in such a male taste.

Such a thoughtful idea came from Sam that a bit contradictory with her earlier state or more like  her distate to James. Or maybe it’s because genius skill of marketing sales those beauty advisor gave, succeeded lured Sam into their traps or maybe deep down inside she really felt remorse. Even I know Sam’s better because her low self strain when it comes to those kind of beauty products, I would like to belive that the later more likely the reason.