@valrie

You calling me baby turns me on.

Thought you hated drinking? Plus I’m not sober enough to get you some. 

Baby, please.

No, not intentionally. I may be a little intoxicated.

Whatcha drinkin’? Maybe I want some, c’mon.

I don’t know designer brands, I only know vans.

So, you messed up my shoes. Is what you’re saying, huh?

You left a pair of shoes at my house and I just tripped over them, thanks.

You better not have scuffed them, were the Gucci?!

You bought me Vans? Stop babe, you shouldn’t have. I’m not too sure what any of those shoes are but they’ll all look perfect on you. I bet with those tip toe heels you’ll be taller than me now.

They’re on Vans! It’s seriously okay, they’re red too. You’ll see them eventually, I’ll probably end up walking around in them when you’re over to, you know, break’em in.

For me? Sorry babe, but I can’t rock stilettos as well as you can,

Oh, shut up. They’re only Vans! I thought you would enjoy those more than anything else there, especially these boots I was looking at, I’ll totally show you them if you want. I bought two pairs of Tommy Hilfiger sneakers, and then Coach sandals, and yes, stilettos, oh! I also bought tip toe heels.

Six? At this rate you’re going to run out of shoes to buy. 

Well, one pair is for you! I didn’t go that hard. 

And you know I love you. That’s good news because I’m the only one you’re allowed to be kissing anyways. Maybe your shoes because you love them more than me, but that’s all I’ll allow. 

Speaking of shoes... I got, uh, six new pairs today.

Yeah just don’t go kissing anymore people with the same face as me. 

I know, I know. I love you, you’re the only one I wanna be kissing anyway.

I don’t know if I want to meet him, but if I do decide to I think it’s something I should do on my own. 

Okay, baby. I’m gonna go back down to the lobby and grab my bags from the desk, I’ll see you later?

Fletcher leaned in just enough to peck Valerie’s lips quickly before focusing his attention back on the task at hand. “Well it looks like he’s not going to answer,” Fletcher nodded his head some what glad that the person who supposedly looks like him was not home. “Let’s just go,” he spat out and this time he was the one to drag the other brunette across the floor to the elevator. Fletcher didn’t want to meet this person in front of Val, especially if he was up to no good. It was something he wanted to do on his own. 

I’m sorry he didn’t answer, but you’ll eventually meet him, right? I’ll go back later with you, if you want.