"then we run" gus said, "i've got a plan for everything. i guess if that happened this would all be a big waste of my life. "if for some reason i get caught, and fired and/or charged with something, what do i do?" i asked gus. "well, we have at least 3 weeks until they figure out those fucked up dna samples" i told gus. "so basically, i just create maximum fuckery without raising suspicion and you're doing whatever undisclosed activities need to happen on your end?" i confirmed. "im just gonna assume it's better if i don't know" i said. "you'll find out if we ever need it" he said. "yes, if we can't handle it and it all goes to shit i still have a plan" gus said. "you sure you don't want a lawyer?" i asked him. If too much evidence got messed with there would be too much suspicion and people would start looking in to it, so i have to be very careful. "if i really really fuck around with evidence, provided no one catches me, the best i could do is a mistrial. "gus, do you know how much we have on you guys? it'd be impossible to destroy it all there's no way that would work" i told him, not sure why he even thought of that. "i don't know, ruin the evidence or something" gus said. "how on earth would we do that?" i asked. like get officially ruled not guilty and walk away" gus said. "so what did you want to talk about?" i asked gus. i giggled this was a moment where i forgot all about work, and how fucked up our relationship with each other was and just enjoyed being with gus, we were happy and smiling with no worries in the world. "for you madam" he said, placing the bowl down in front of me. "hold on, actually just fruit loops, this ones empty" he said, peering into the box. "alright we've got fruit loops or lucky charms" he said holding up the boxes. "this mornings gourmet menu is, cereal and milk, 3 day old pizza or toast" gus told me. "fine" i said, why can i not say no to him? "sit" he said, pulling out a chair for me at the kitchen table. "i wanted to talk baby, stay for breakfast?" he asked. "i already stayed longer than i planned" i said. "woah, not so fast why are you running out of here?" gus asked. i spun around startled "oh, morning" i said to gus. i bent down to grab them, someone smacked my ass midway down.
I wandered out to the living room, sitting in the exact spot he threw them last night. i struggled out from under his arm on a mission to go find yesterday's clothes.
i had no where to be but i felt the need to get out of there as fast as i could. I woke up in gus' bed, i was stuck under his arm and we were both tangled in the sheets.
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