I lean forward and Harley bumps my head and giggles. I shake my head wondering how she remembers to breath. She really is smart in a book sense but common areas seem to always fail her. She makes me laugh. "Okay here's the plan."
Harley claps her hands while Ivy nods grinning and stroking her long red hair.
The night time in Gotham is my favorite time. I love the way the city seems to come to life. It a different kind of feeling than the day. The city lights gleam and pulse with vivid colors. The sidewalks fill with people looking for a restaurant, a bar or a specialty store to kill some time. It is the time for most of leisure. It is more relaxed than the rat-race morning 9 to 5'ers scurrying about like mice. It is also the time when most crimes are committed. Darkness is mysterious. Darkness is when the notorious villains come out of hiding. The nocturnal. Creatures of the Night that hunt with savage hunger. Their senses keen, eyes aglow. The night hunters are skilled, they are quick. I am ready to go out and play!
I thought I was bad but treating someones feelings with little regard is hurtful. He loves his women. The funny thing is I think he would find it harder if he were penniless. His draw is from his wealth. That was handed to him on a silver platter. It was an easy life. He didn't have to struggle just to survive. His heart belongs to no one as he had not a heart. I think staring into the cup of swirling tea.
Poison Ivy and Harley snuggle beside me and give me hugs.