Lyndsey stood frozen in time, literally. Her guest was someone of high power and they weren't planning on taking it easy on Lynn's soul. At least not until she gave up the information they needed.
"Lyndsey... How nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you my dear girl. How is being dead treating you, hm?" her guest chuckles. Lyndsey struggles against the very real feeling hand around her throat. Her vision clouds and her mind follows suite. "I've been waiting for so long to get my hands on you, Gunnulfsen."
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"Hey Lex, I was just wondering if you'd like to go grab some lunch and catch up?" Dane asks. "I haven't seen you in a while."
"Yeah, sure... I have something I need to talk to you about." Alexa bounces back as she grabs her leather jacket and sunglasses.
"Okay no, I have two things I need to talk to you about but it'll have to wait," Alexa says with a cute little grin on her face. "I'll see you at that café in 10!"
Before Dane can reply or protest against the café she knows he dislikes, she hangs up on him. Hoping into her car, she hums a song Lyndsey had sang to her once before. She couldn't remember what it was called, or any of the lyrics to it, but she liked the tune of it and it'd stuck with her.
It'd only taken 5 minutes for Alexa to pull up in front of the café. That left her with around 5 to 10 minutes to sit down and think about how to explain Lyndsey to Dane.
I'll just tell him that I've been talking to her or something
When he asks how I'll tell him
And if he doesn't believe me I'll get him to spend the night at my place
Lynn should be back tonight and he'll believe me if he sees her
Just like Sam did, she believes me now
"Ahem... Alexa San Román."
Dane's voice cuts Alexa out of her deep thoughts. She looks up at the sort of pissed looking guy sitting in front of her before smiling from ear to ear and throwing her arms around his neck.
"Jesus Christ Alexa, you're chocking me!" Dane chokes out as he pushes the girl off of him.
"I'm sorry Dane, I've missed you so much and holy fuck, guess what!" Alexa whisper-yells, excitement evident in her voice.
"What, you asshat?" Dane teases, earning a playful frown and the middle finger from Alexa.
"Fuck you... No really guess what! ICAMEUPWITHANAMEINMYDREAMSLASTNIGHT." Alexa excitedly squeals almost incoherently.
Dane sighs and looks at Alexa expectantly. "Well?"
"Heirsound, motherfucker."
"Maybe... Without the "motherfucker" would be good."
"That wasn't part of the name you idiot." Alexa scoffs before standing up and walking away dramatically. She stalks her way over to the counter, listening as Dane laughs about her drama queen attitude.
