ִ ࣪𖤐┆she chuckled as you followed closely behind her, she turned to face you now walking backwards. watching you closely

"what would your dad do if he knew you were with me?" you tilted your head, squinting your eyes with a small amused smile.

"i'd be hanged for treason." she says, giggling a little with her eyes wide. it was contagious, you caught the corners of your lips curling up too at the sight of it.

she dramatically pretended to be on the phone with her father, "you gotta be careful fraternizing with the enemy, valerie." you whisper, playing along. "did he kidnap you? or drug you?" you continue.

"no, i came of my own recognizance, following a lead." she giggles out, speaking in a fake french accent. "do we know this enemy?" you ask, also in a french accent.

"well, shes really clumsy.. she does finger guns way too often, and.." she hesitates—

"she has absolutely no idea when to make a move."