"You're my criminal."

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We race back to the abandoned warehouse- turned underground lair and mansion of the Joker. A goon with a panda mask lets us in, and J held my hand the whole time. When we got inside, he deadbolts the door, and kissed me. It came by such surprise I couldn't breathe.

"You know what? We're going out tonight in honor of you being the bravest soldier I've got." He said, after we kissed, his breath so close with the faint scent of alcohol. "Where we going Mr J?" I said. "Somewhere special. In honor of a new born criminal. My criminal." His words made my hair stand up and sent frissons all down my body.

"Be ready at 9:00." He says, rolling up his sleeves and walking down the dimly lit hall. "Okay, J." I wandered down another golden hallway to where I thought the closet was. I found it, and walked in- to my surprise there was a goon in the corner. "Hey- can i get a little privacy? I gotta change." He nodded and moved out of the room, closing the door.
Why did J choose stuffed animal heads? Eh.

I chose a gold silk top, black fur jacket, a leather skirt, black pumps and a Louis Vuitton. How was he so rich? Oh yeah. This shit was all stolen. I chose a hand gun and put two boxes of bullets in my purse, and then walked out.

   I walked back to the front room and traced down J's hallway

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I walked back to the front room and traced down J's hallway. I stopped at a door that was cracked open, and walked in. There was a huge bed filled with gold tapestries and mountains of pillows. The room was grand and had a huge hot tub in the middle. The only thing off about it was that over the wallpaper was lime green spray painted "HA HA HA HA HA" all over the walls. Yep. I'm in the right place.

I heard the shower turn off, so I walked to the bed and sat down, waiting. I never noticed how muscular the Joker was, until he came in wearing nothing but a bathrobe. He was so pale, but his skin was simply littered with tattoos. He had a huge smile right on his v line and the word "JOKER" right above that. "Why hello there, doll."

He stepped into his closet and came out in 20 seconds fully changed into black pants, a white button down only buttoned halfway and then his gun holsters with twin Sigs. "Ready?" He said and almost on cue an alarm went off on his nightstand, signaling 9:00. "Yeah J- but where are we going?" "Surprise." He said simply, strapping a Rolex on his arm. "You look hot by the way." He said, coming close and kissing me. This one lasted an eternity. He held onto the back of my neck, and I held onto his waist. He stopped and looked into my eyes, and I blushed like mad.

He grabbed me by the waist and walked with me out the door. We were escorted by two goons in YET another car, and they pulled us up to the Laugh and a Grin Nightclub. "But our guns." I said. "Oh doll- I own the place."

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