Travel Plans
By this point, Kaito though he had seen everything. After all, he really had the opportunity to. Being a gentleman thief had its advantages. Seeing the world, knowing in-depth information about a number of different topics, it all came with the job.
If there were another thing he though knew it all on, it would be Aoko. They'd known each other for as long as he could remember and he could read her like a book (something he prided himself on).
But as he glanced over at his new wife, he found himself frowning. They had been packing for their honeymoon for almost an hour now (you know girls and suitcases) but something wasn't right. Every time he tried to bring it up, however, she simply flashed him her brightest smile and went back to her suitcase. And it bugged him something terrible. He simply couldn't figure it out.
Why was she bringing a mop?
Author's Note: Just another little story. Quite little this time. Just got to school early this morning and wrote this in an English notebook, along with the beginning of the next one. Not that I'm sure when that'll be done. We'll see.