Morris POV
What in the absolute FUCK did I just do.
I am sprinting full speed from the refuge. I can hear yells and footsteps behind but the adrenaline kicks in and I lose whoever was following me. Or so I thought...
"MORRIS" I am shoved into the wall in an alley looking up at a seething Oscar.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING" He spits at me. I look up and notice a bruise forming on his eye.
"HE GAVE YOU A BLACK EYE?" I ask in shock.
"Well Morris, that's what happens when you punch the owner of THE FUCKING REFUGE" He shouts the last part.
"What the fuck were you thinking?" He asks.
"I absolutely wasn't" I responded, I mean it was the truth.
"You know what leave, If I see you for one more second I'm going to punch you" He seethed at me.
"Fine," I say as I walk out of the alley. I am pissed to the moon and back. I need to find Y/n desperately.
I walk at my own pace as I try to calm down to see Y/n, I told her we were going shopping.
I make a pit stop at my apartment and get myself refreshed to see her. I put on coal grey pants and a light blue button-up with a leather belt. I went to the bathroom and combed my hair. I examined the cuts still on my face and washed them up a bit more. I decided it was time to see Y/N.
I strolled down the sidewalk to the lodge when I arrived there were some newsies hanging outside the steps. Race was among them so I assumed Y/N was back.
"Hey man" I smiled to Race. He returned the smile "Hey, how are you'se?" He asked, "Dandy, you?" I asked. "Fantastic, Y/N is inside and super excited, shes wouldn't stop talking about ya date" He smirked to me.
I walked into absolute chaos. In the midst of the chaos was Y/N having a conversation with Albert. I got many "Hey mans" and "Hellos" but I ignored them all, hyper fixated on Y/N. My arms wrapped around her waist as I kissed her neck.
"Hey, Albert imma steal her" I smiled at him.
"Will do" He smirked as Y/N giggled.
Once we got away from the prying eyes I brought her to a nearby alleyway.
"So how did it go with Greg?" she innocently asked.
"I punched him" I mumbled into her neck as I'm kissing it.
"What?"
I just groaned in response.
"It got out of hand. An' Oscar is pissed at me an' Greg but he wanted me to beat up this poor little kid. I mean he couldn't have been more than 11" I sighed.
She kissed me and we stayed like that until we broke for air.
"Let's get ready for the town hall meeting?" she questioned.
"Yeah baby" I responded.
We walked hand in hand to the first shop Elle's Tailor. We walked in and were greeted with the scent of roses and other fresh flowers.
"Hello there," said a sweet mother and owner of the shop I guess.
"Hello, we'se lookin' for a dress for my girl here" I smiled to Y/N.
"Ooooh, what's the occasion?" she asked sweetly
"The Pulitzer Town Hall meeting actually," Y/N said.
