GEORGE HARKNESS

“The cereal was an accident.” He said before rolling his eyes. He was curious when she mentioned that she had done worse. “How can you top burning cereal?”

“If you didn’t find me cute would that mean…you’d just never overlook that whole cereal incident?” He asked playfully, raising a brow.

He scratched the back of his head, sighing softly. “I…my excuse is going to be that I was drunk.” He chuckled softly.

“I burned cereal once.” He said, giving no context whatsoever as he stood up from his seat.

He couldn’t help but shake his head, she was giving him all types of gifts today. Spoiling him really. “Or I could make you dinner. I’m a terrible cook but for you, I’ll make the best 5 star meal you’ve ever had.”

“Putting up with you? No, thank you for putting up with my carjacking business.” He said playfully, giving a genuine smile. George was clearly happy to be spending this time with her.

This boomerang will always be with him. He loves it. “Thank you.”

She got him a boomerang…? Damnit, although he does have something for her. He made her some new gloves for her suit. After all, she was sparkly fists.

“I guess it’s not so bad to have someone just in case.” He suggested with a slight shrug, flashing a smile. He was happy to have her watching his back and he had hers now.

Happy Valentine’s Day. Of course, he’s spending the day with partner in crime. Stealing all the flowers possible for her.

“I would offer the same protection but it seems like you pretty much know how to handle everything.” He added and chuckled softly, of course that was a compliment.

“It’s Amanda Waller that is the problem. She put it all together.” George had no problem sharing who it was that he didn’t like. Hated in fact, along with many others

“It’s…when you put it that way. It does sound pretty bad but the more missions you do, the less time you spend in prison.” He gave a slight shrug before sighing softly.

“Not by choice, to shorten my prison sentence I had to be apart of a squad that went on…well, suicide missions. Croc was one, Deadshot was another one. Very interesting people.” You could tell he was interested in this little squad he started to talk about.

Oh boy, she was in for a surprise when she asked about that. “Well…Harls I’ve known for a while now. We went on this mission together. I didn’t exactly hang around but I knew a man who was a crocodile, also in our team.”

That made him laugh yet again as he walked over to the couch and sat down. “It’s the best date I’ve been on in a long time, I’ll admit that. Whatever you cook up, I’m sure will be great.”

“Oh no, I can sleep on the couch.” He said quickly in response, shaking his head. In fact, he was used to sleeping on things that weren’t a bed so it didn’t bother him. “I like uno.”

“So…” He replied as he took the beer when she walked back over to him. “I guess we are stuck here for a couple days until no one is looking for that car.” He didn’t mind being stuck here with her.

He chugs the rest of his beer, crushing the can before he chuckled. “Well, it’s the first time I’ve met a cat that eat a cat. That’s a first.”

He couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of someone accidentally breaking into her place. “You’d just think she’s a regular cat, probably try to pet her only to get…well eaten.”