Simple writing prompt, eh? Okay, here's one: fem!V makes Johnny genuinely laugh unexpectedly (to the latter). Or Kerry. They both deserve some happiness, really.
‘What if I just stabbed him in the heart? Right now. Dumped him in the river.’
“Then we wouldn’t get paid,” Johnny chuckled.
‘I’m just really not thinkin’ the payment’s worth it.’
“—and then I went up to the stage and grabbed the mic from him and said, to the whole room, ‘The great is pretty shrimp, huh?’ and oh man, everyone’s faces! I was drunk out of my mind!”
“Sounds like a riot,” V drawled.
She was gonna have some words with Dino when she got back to the city. A simple chauffeur job, he said. It’ll be quick, he said.
They’d been driving for twenty minutes and the man she was being paid to transport had not shut up since he got in the car.
“Oh it was, it really was. The last time I was that drunk was at my mother-in-law’s birthday party. She lives on Crystal Palace, had us all flown out—is flown the right word? Rocketed? Well whatever the verb is, oh it was amazing up there, the wine is absolutely mindblowing.”
‘I’m about to blow his mind, out of his skull, with my fucking revolver,’ V thought.
She expected that to elicit, at most, a chuckle from Johnny, but the moment the words left her proverbial mouth, they were met with a snort and a full-blown laughing fit from her headmate. V peeked in the rearview mirror and spotted Johnny lounging in the back seat, face in his hands, shoulders shaking with laughter.
“Jesus, V,” Johnny squeaked out between laughs, “so violent.”
V had to physically stop herself from smiling. It wasn’t too often Johnny showed any emotion other than anger and annoyance—though moments like these were getting more common as the weeks went by.
‘Oh like you aren’t thinking the same.’
“Oh if I was in the driver’s seat, he’d’ve been booted out the car by now.”
‘Fuck, maybe I should let you take over then. ‘Sorry Dino, I don’t know what happened, I was driving along and my digital brain tumor took over and shoved him out of the moving car.’’
V glanced again at the rearview, and her heart skipped when she saw Johnny looking back at her. Their eyes met briefly and she recognized that glint of affection that also seemed to be more common these days.
