*I own only plot.*
It was Wednesday morning and Trudy woke to the delicious smell of pancakes. She tugged on her robe and walked downstairs. Jasper smiled. "Hey, there, beautiful. How're you today?"
She shrugged. "Thirsty."
"No, Wednesday." He joked. Trudy gave him a small nudge at that.
"Very clever, Jasper. Now, want a coffee?"
"That sounds great, Trudes. Hey, come here, first."
She shot straight into his arms, inhaling his scent and liking it. "Mm, you smell like..."
He chuckled. "Bed and you? I will, I haven't showered yet and I was cuddling a very beautiful you all night."
For that, Trudy gave him a friendly kiss to the cheek. "Aww. I was going to say something else, but now, all I want is to stay attached to you."
He chuckled. "Oh, Trudy, sweet girl." At work, they kept an eye out for each other, Trudy hating every woman who spoke to Jasper, wishing the ones who made him laugh to vanish. Later that day, a bell exhibit was stolen and Trudy had caught Fabian at the scene of the crime. Jasper was devastated. Alone in the building, a very unhappy Jasper asked "Who would do something like this?"
Trudy, picking up some pink fabric, replied with a suspicious tone. "Yes. Who?"
She kept quiet, her lips sealed. Jasper walked up to her as she chewed on the end of her pen and thought. "Are you OK, Trudy?"
"Mm. Just thinking. Look, Jasper, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ever left here. I let that bell get stolen."
"Trudy, you're being a bit hard on yourself here. You couldn't possibly have known that it was going to be stolen."
She sighed. "But I was away from my post."
Jasper said "If you can be blamed for the bell getting stolen because you left your post, then we're both to blame. I left you here alone."
She got up. "I'll see you tomorrow."
The night passed slowly, neither managing much sleep. Both were terrified of what might happen next.