@kychchc continued explosive chemistry from [HERE]
Hands in pockets, Reno slipped inside the office and, with his foot, nudged the door closed. A playful air surrounded him as he sauntered towards Scarlet and sat on the side of her desk. Reno never liked Heidegger to begin with, and would never forgive him for doing the Turks dirty. So a little bit of revenge wouldn’t do any harm.
“As you’ve probably read in my file, I lived the slum life before joinin’ here. And what do we know about slum kids?” He raised his left hand out of his pocket, a set of keys dangling from his fingers.
“We can be wicked little thieves”
He held the car keys above Scarlet’s desk, waiting for her to catch them. It was about time they spent an hour or so bonding together.
