Charoshee

ALT “What exactly do you remember?” “Hard to say… I just remember some guy chasing me all over the club,” Lady sighed, splashing cool water onto her face. “...That was me,” “What was the grand plan, exactly?” “You tell me,” he chuckled. “You’re the one who dragged me on a wild-goose chase because you refused to bail.” “Right…” she muttered, her cheeks flushing. “Well, I guess you won, then? Otherwise we’d still be at it,” “It was fun,” he reassured her, “Though next time, I’m putting you on a leash,” he teased. “Anything else?” “Hm… I remember us talking in Mariska’s dressing room… And that Athena had a split tongue? No. Must’ve dreamed that one,” “Nah, that was very real,” “Oh. Hey, it was just curiosity, okay? Don't go getting any weird ideas like I’ve got some kind of freak-tongue kink or something!” she fired back, utterly flustered. “ Completely normal, huh? Dante mused, keeping his smirk intact as a faint pang tugged at his chest.