Playing Hooky

[jsmith506]

Don would awaken first, judging by the sun poking through the blinds of the balcony it was around 3PM. He sprang out of bed and did a mighty stretch giving Angela a nice view of his back and arse if she happened to come to and notice. He stretched to the left and to the right being sure to limber up. He slipped on his house coat which hung next to the bathroom which was white and fuzzy like a bath towel. He padded over to the kitchen and threw on a pot of coffee. All the while humming the song from Rick and Marty called "Fathers and Daughters". He was thinking of Sera, wondering how she was doing and when she would be dropping in to catch up.

He walked back over to the bed and knelt down beside Angela and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

[Danü Rèalta]

The bed would shake as Don sprang from the bed like a jack in the box. She'd crack an eye open, getting a good view of that ass. She'd smirk, grabbing ahold of her pillow and curling back up in the bed, dozing right back off. A few minutes later, Don would be back over, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Angela pouted with a grin.

"Meeeeh. You sure we need to check on the cupcake? I bet he's doing just fine."

[jsmith506]

"You know, you're completely right there. He will be just fine, cause he's Mikey. Even when he's unlucky it winds up turning in his favor in the end." He just hopped right over beside her into the bed again with a grin. "Ya know, I could get used to this."

[Seraphina De'Asandir]

Text from Sera:

*Dad. Not sure when we'll have an opportunity to swing by LA. Pretty swamped right now. I hope Michael is okay. We'll come visit as soon as we're able. Much Love. *

[Danü Rèalta]

"Could you?"

Angela grinned, taking hold of his house coat and sliding herself close.

"Don't tempt me with a good time. I've already spotted a location right behind the restaurant where the camper could be relatively unseen."

She'd snicker. Then realize how that sounded. Super weird clingy comment. She might was well start packing her bags now. Damn it.

"Um... Sorry. That was a weird thing to say. I mean, I'm spontaneous but maybe not that spontaneous. No true intention of crowding your space. Maybe. Maybe we just forget I let that thought slip. I should get up. Put on clothes. Get coffee. We can snoop to see if cupcake has had his first kiss. Yeah?"

[jsmith506]

Don heard his phone buzz on the wireless charger next to the bed, curious but totally not important right now. He rolled over half on top of her, his nose and forhead against hers. "Yeah. I'd be lying if I said I didn't size up that same spot for a camper in the not so distant future." He grinned and planted a nice good morning kiss, with notes of burrito and salsa. He caressed the side of her cheek gently before flopping back over again. "I suppose we could check in, coffee's already perking in the kitchen. Should be done by the time you're dressed ah recon."

[Danü Rèalta]

Angela just smiled. He was humoring her, she was sure of it, but she'd absolutely take it. She would rub her nose playfully against his own before bringing her lips up to meet his.

"Hmmm. Bacon and salsa." She'd lean in to give him another quick peck before he rolled away. Angela stretched herself out, rolling in the other direction to slide herself out of bed. She'd pick up the hoodie and sweatpants she left lying on the floor and walk her bare cheeked self over to the kitchen island where she left her small bookbag.

"I shall return shortly." She'd wink, making her way to the bathroom to get straightened up and dressed.

[jsmith506]

Don was stretched out in bed, his hands tucked behind his head, bless her heart trapsing around the apartment in the buff like that. "Mmmmm-hmmmm... I'll be in the kitchen."

He reached over and grabbed his phone, he read Sera's text and smiled. Always on the go that girl. He was so proud of her, but he was still probably going to give her a little bit of shit later and tell her to take it easy. He slipped his phone into his pocket and padded over to the kitchen, he waited patiently staring at the coffee pot, chin on the counter, staring at it.

[Danü Rèalta]

Angela made her way out of the bathroom. She had brought with her a pair of shorts and a simple vneck purple tshirt. She was finishing up braiding her hair as she walked out and caught Donnie staring at the coffee pot with his chin on the counter.

"Some new ritual I'm not aware of that will make it brew faster? I might be wrong but I don't think it works that way, babe."

She'd snicker, moving into the kitchen. She'd begin going through his cabinets, looking for a coffee mug.

"Do you think Mikie and.... um... Jane... will be up and at-em yet? It would be more fun if we could catch them out. I was thinking sneak into the girl's apartment instead of just howling in the parking lot. We could slip in through the Umbra. If you're up for it."

[jsmith506]

"Ehhh, I figured I'd give it a shot." The coffee machine had finished doing its thing now. He mixed himself up one, double double as usual. He payed close attention to try and catch how Angela mixed hers for future reference so he could bring her coffees to her liking. After she had finished preparing her coffee, he snuck in beside her with his arm around her shoulders for a sneak attack morning coffee selfie! He grinned mischievously. "Just savoring the moment heheh... Umbra.... Right up inside her apartment? Hoo hoo! That's taking it two a whole other level right there. Can you do that in Coyote form? We would have to stay that way to remain incognito... Ooooh oooh ooooooo! I have a go-pro camera! We can put that on... ah shit that would make it weird because she needs to see you're ok and what the fuck would you be doing with a go-pro on? Oh! I can glammer the go-pro! Will it hold up passing through the umbra you think?" His green eyes were lit up like a Christian child at Christmas morning.

[Danü Rèalta]

After having found a cup, Angela would pour in an inappropriate amount of sugar, pouring in the black coffee atop that, stirring it while it was hot so it would dissolve properly and leaving just enough room for whatever he had, milk, cream, flavored creamer... By the time she was done it certainly didn't resemble black coffee.

Don would sneak up behind her then and produce the phone for the selfie. Angela laughed. She certainly wasn't one of those girls who made sure her face was perfect or cared about what filter was on. Half of her selfies and pictures were goofy but happy and this one would be no exception. She'd sneak a smooch to his cheek after he put the camera away.

"I mean. I wouldn't travel the entire way there. The Umbra can be a little twisted. Works a bit like the Upside Down in Stranger Things. Mirrored, but wrong. I was thinking we get all the way up to the door, slip into the Umbra, bypass the front door that way and then sneak into the apartment from there. We would get out the same way."

She was happy he seemed enthused by the idea. She certainly didn't want to make him do anything he was uncomfortable with. In and out. He was lucky she had the abilities to traverse the veil as easily as she did.

[jsmith506]

"I must have been seriously shit-faced the last time we took a tumble down that rabbit hole, I totally don't remember walking that far.  It was kind of like being on LSD.  Where you just get into this walkabout, and the next thing you know you're half way across the state." He tapped his chin a couple times in contemplation then shrugged and gave Angela a squeeze. "So, you down for sporting the go-pro when we do our stealth mission?  I think it would be really awesome to capture her reaction when she sees you.... in her apartment! Oh, and maybe I could say something because I can talk! Make it even more of a trip.  Oh that poor girl, she's going to be hysterical, Mikey will wake up and have to console her.  Oh, I'll have to disguise my voice.... hmmm OHHH! perfect.  Admiral Ackbar. 'Jennifer, its a trap!'"  He chuckled, his smile was wide and his cheeks were flushed red.  

"Maybe we should head back to the office and grab the SUV, it would be quieter rolling up on her pad.  The bike would wake up the whole building, aaaaand its best not to leave her unattended in an unsecure location for long with the whole lethal security system and all.  A bike with a bunch of piles of ash around it would raise questions."

[Danü Rèalta]

"Yeah I don't mind a go-pro. And you didn't actually walk that far last time. Coyote's tunnel is a location all on it's own. So instead of just... stepping through the looking glass, it's more like I opened a portal there."

Angela sipped her coffee with a smile.

"I mean, it is after 3pm. I would hope the people in that apartment are awake by now, but I guess you never know. The truck also wouldn't be a good idea, it does rumble. Not like your bike mind you, but yeah. Caddy it is!"

Another sip of coffee and she'd set the cup down.

"I can be ready to go when you are. I assume you might want pants."

[jsmith506]

"Or, maybe you shouldn't be wearing any pants..." He waggled his eyebrows and gave her a quick but gentle slap on the ass. "Yeah I'll go get dressed now I suppose." His bathrobe slipped open and he grinned, pressing up against her for a kiss before pulling away and walking to the laundry room to grab a pair of pants and a shirt. He still had ample socks in the dresser.

He slipped on his coat, walked over to his desk and grabbed the go-pro out of the drawer. He then slipped on his coat and grabbed the helmets. "Ready to ride sweet thang?"

[Danü Rèalta]

Angela snickered, giving his still bare ass a good squeeze as he pressed up against her.

"A necessary evil if we want to leave your apartment I suppose. Otherwise we might be severely frowned at."

She snickered, watching him walk away to get dressed.

Once out of her sight, she'd start going through his kitchen cabinets and refrigerator, making mental notes of what he did and did not have on hand. She wondered to herself if the Italian restaurant downstairs had buttermilk. Did Italians cook with buttermilk.

Don would return. Jacket on and helmets in hand.

"Let's head out honey bunny!"