Inspired by 5M1TH and varied songfics.
I tried to write this and am fairly sure I did a bad job.
I was listening to The Louvre by Lorde. And this fic did not go the way I intended. I cannot write romantic stuff, but that said I may continue this later.
The Agent jumps after her, feet pounding. Trinity knows she can't run forever. She backs into a corner on the street when the Agent jumps down from the roof and lands in front of her.
"Smith."
"Trinity."
"So... why am I not dead yet?"
"Curiosity, so to speak."
"It killed the cat."
"And if we continue to use expressions, the cat also has 9 lives, so I'm sure it can spare one for curiosity if it wishes." He smirks a Cheshire smile. He has one the argument.
"Didn't think you were one for analogies, Smith." Says Trinity.
"You don't know me very well."
"What are you curious about, Smith?"
"Many things." He shifts slightly. "I believe I am developing emotions."
"Congratulations," Trinity deadpans, "I guess you need help working them out."
"...yes."
"Okay, here, same time, tomorrow."