"Mmmh, you smell nice," Missy murmured, lazily resting her head against Raven's shoulder as he carried her out of the restaurant.
"I like it…"
A faint smile tugged at Raven's lips.
"Alright, kitten. So you like it, hm?"
Instead of heading straight to the car, Raven deliberately took the longer route toward the parking area.
Just a little longer.
Just a few more minutes of holding her like this.
Missy was warm in his arms, her body soft and relaxed against his chest as though she had surrendered all caution to the alcohol in her system.
"Oh… oh, spirit. I can see that…" Missy suddenly muttered, squinting at something ahead.
Raven followed her gaze and saw a faint lingering entity standing near the corner of a bakery they were passing.
"Hey, old man, why are you spacing out over there?" she continued, voice soft and slightly slurred. "Oh… poor thing. Do you want that bread? I'll buy it for you… I'll buy it…"
Raven let out a quiet laugh.
