Morgan's P.O.V.
Its only one drink, calm down. But its him!!!! Fair point but still he's going to think you're off your head. Fine I'll calm down. We drove up to the bar in his car, I was pretty nervous but the small talk in the car calmed my nerves a little. What, what if he doesn't like me? He must have a girlfriend, he's gotta have one. He's so nice and funny. I lost my trail of thoughs till a little voice kicked in. You only met him today. Damn it was like a Disney movie, maybe we'll go off to a wedding chapel by the end of the night. Well it would be the perfect clique ending to a perfect day. Hmmmm. I don't really want to get married in my uniform.
We pulled up to a block of flats, with my new skills I'm guessing that he lived in one of them.
"Here we are."
He sounded just as excited as I felt maybe this could be fate, you know never know. Brought together by the love of solving crime. Duh duh duh-h-h-h. I better write that idea down could be good for a movie or even a book or two. Coming to a cinema near you. The Greg and Morgan story together saving Vegas from all evil. I was to busy laughing at my own ideas to notice Greg staring at me.
"What ya giggling at?"
He wasn't laughing at me which is a shock for once but seemed to actually laughing with me.
"Oh nothing much."
"Hmmmmm. Sure. Your very strange you know that?"
"Hey! Not fair. You like sum41."
"Is there a problem with that?"
I looked down blushing.
"Um well no I actually love them."
"Wow. No way. You like punk!!!????"
He seemed pretty shocked, I was kinda insulted.
"Duhhh. Why ain't it obvious?"
"Well no that's why Im shock."
"Oh."
"Sorry. Nevermind watch the step."
As I walking to the apartment, it was like a teenage girl's bedroom filled with cds and posters of bands everywhere. Wow.
"What do you want to drink?"
