She knelt down beside the escaping criminal, letting the shadows provide a temporary cover for the pair.
He's dangerous. This is dangerous. Why am I -
"You okay?" The words slipped out of her mouth before she knew it, unable to withstand her inner voice's whining anymore. It came out as a whisper, a very soft whisper.
"Ah. I fell."
He replied calmly, pointing at the sole of his boots. They looked worn, and a part of them were torn out as he was making his way to the helicopter. The helicopter that would take him away to safety. Away to safety, away from the unknown crimes he must have done.
The man sat silently on the ground, fiddling with the torn part of his soles for a while. He let out a self defeating sigh, then chuckled to himself.
"It's tiring at times, you know. Being my own justice. "
She didn't know how to reply.
She never did.
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I wish I can re-enter this dream and hold him back for you.
My very own Joker and Harley Quinn-esqe love story ended just as quickly as it started.
Leaving me hanging. Hanging. Hanging.
Maybe if I let go and fall into the cliff, I can visit the pair again.. can I?
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