Outfits"Harley, leave me alone." Joker clenched his teeth as he growled at the dancing woman in front of his desk. She didn't seem to notice the seriousness in his animalistic but distracted warning. She held two shirts suspended in the air by hangers, glancing back and forth between them and biting her glossed lips in thought."First, tell me which one you like better!" She squeaked, holding the shirts over her body one by one. She had her "pajamas" on; a cottony black button up shirt she sewed herself with red hearts all over it, paired up with matching sweat pants. Joker kept his focus on the long pencil in his hand, sketching routes through a complex blue-print of a building.Once the sirens rang, these doors would be locked first, then these over here. This one would be easiest to break open but the elevator would be shut down, so... we'd have to take the stairs down a couple of floors
or should we go up? Hmm... Maybe I should take a trip to the airport and steal a helic
Big Mistake - Page 5She knew that laugh!!! She whirled around to look at him. He laughed so hard he cried! The doctor pulled off his paper mask, revealing his smiling scars."Damn Harl, you are one pathetic human being!" He laughed and ran a hand through his blonde hair. His voice was back to it's normal unique self."Joker?" She grinned, embarrassed and delighted. "How did you...!?"He cleared his throat and smiled at her from the chair. If Harley didn't hate her restraints before, she sure hated them now!"Joker, I'm so sorry, please" She started."Jesus, Harl, do you think I'm deaf? I know you're sorry, alright?" He rolled his eyes. She lowered her gaze submissively.After looking at her for a little longer, he stood up. "Besides, that was almost a week ago. Let it go already.""So
you forgive me
?" She whispered, slightly confused."Now, I didn't say that." He shook his head and gave her that disappointed look. He suddenly sat down on the bed next to her and held her hand.