"Okay, let me start off," Michelle says, shifting in the leather seat. "I'll just say that we really don't need to be here. See, we've been married for five years."
"Six." Anntonia corrects from the leather seat next to her.
"Five or six years," Michelle nods. "And this like a checkup for us, a chance to poke around the engine. Maybe change the oil? Replace a seal or two." She proposes.
"Very well then. Lets pop the hood." Their counsellor says. "On a scale of one to ten how happy are you as a couple?"
"8." Anntonia answers confidently. Without a drop of hesitancy.
"Wait. 10 being totally happy, and 1 being completely miserable or...?" Michelle inquires.
"Just respond instinctively."
"Okay," Michelle clicks her tongue in understanding, sparing a glance at her wife. "Ready?"
"Ready."
"8." They answer simultaneously.
They watch as he writes down a few things on his notepad before looking back up at them.
"How often do you have sex?"
"I don't understand the question." Anntonia says.
"Yeah I'm lost, is this a 1 to 10 thing?" Michelle asks.
"Is 1 very little, or is it nothing? Because technically speaking nothing would be 0." Anntonia says.
"And if we don't know what 1 is then what's 10?" Michelle adds with a nervous laugh.
"Yeah cause is 10 like.. constant?"
"Unrelenting?"
"Not stopping for..."
"Nine hours?" Michelle raises a questioning brow.
"It's not a 1 to 10 scenario. It's a basic question. How often do you have sex?" The man asks impatiently.
The two stare at him in silence, unsure of how to go about the question. The man raises a brow in return.
"How about this week?"
"...Including the weekend?" Michelle responds.
"Sure."
"15."
"Times?"
Michelle nods. Meanwhile Anntonia was avoiding eye contact with the both of them, choosing to observe her nails instead.
"Describe how you two first met."
"It was in Colombia." Anntonia answers.
"Bogotá. Five years ago." Michelle nods.
"Six." Anntonia corrects again.
"Right. Five or six years ago."
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BOGOTÁ, Colombia
FIVE (OR SIX) YEARS AGO...
Michelle sat at her hotel bar enjoying a Long Island iced tea as she read the local papers. The sounds of locals running around in the streets along with sirens didn't faze her one bit.
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FanfictionMichelle and Anntonia, a married couple whose relationship has hit a standstill, lead seemingly ordinary lives that conceal a surprising truth. Hiding from each other-they are assassins working for competing organizations. Inspired by the film "Mr...
