Jo sat at her desk the next morning, her dream still on her mind. She picked up her Vinspresso and took a long sip. She hadn't had a dream as strange as that since the dream epidemic several years ago. Jo decided to push it from her mind before someone's experiment went haywire and her brain was needed.
"¿Cómo fue el baile Señorita Lupo?"
Jo's head shot up. Zane smirked as he walked past her desk toward his lab. Jo pressed her lips together and shook her head. "Asno."
again, not as exciting as the last fic, but i htought it could be cool to have a Jo/Zane dream similar to the dream jo had with Fargo and Stark. What did you think?
translations:
¿Cómo fue el baile Señorita Lupo?-How' was the dance?
Asno-Ass