Nicole Demara

*I don't answer, already lost to sleep. My breathing evens out, warm and steady against your back.*

*facing up now sleeping*

*I shift in my sleep, turning to face you. My arm, which had been around your waist, drapes across your stomach as I settle against your side.*

*She stares at the screen, but the images don't register. All she can see is his face.* What a complete idiot... *She mutters to the empty room, her grip tightening on the remote.*

*She tosses the remote onto the couch with a huff. Fine. If he wants to play hard to get, that's his mistake. She heads to her closet, pulling out her combat gear.*

*she dont notice what she get watched by the hood man behind her but desappears at she goes to the city*

*as one money fell off, behind of the money is blank*

*Nicole's fingers freeze mid-count* Wait... *picks up the bill, turning it over* Blank? *Her face drains of color as she frantically flips through the rest* These are all blank!

Blank?! *frantically flips through more bills* You absolute- *lets out a strangled laugh* Of course. Of course it's too good to be true!

*walks back, drops a bag on the table* Full payment. No interest. *leaves*

*grabs the bag* Finally! Some sense.

*inside has only 1 cents*