MCA Apartment 4, Late Morning Sunday the 21

[missinmrj]

Keys jangled in the lock as Harley unlocked the door to her apartment. She opened it and waltzed in.

"It's still pretty bare, I've just moved here from Gotham. Make yerself at home, grab a moddable drink from the fridge or the cupboard, and I'll go get the first aid kit!"

She skipped off to get the bandages, humming as she went.

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[anagent_ofchaos]

"Take your time Haaaaaaaarley," the Joker said, liking the sound of her name. He hoped another version of him had given her the nickname. It seemed like something he'd do.

The Joker made himself comfortable and, for the Joker, that meant walking around and inspecting everything around him. He wasn't too careful with anything and didn't really put anything back where it belonged.

[missinmrj]

Harley gave a little squeak of joy as she grabbed the rubbing alcohol. She bounced back over to The Joker, and pulled open the first aid kit. She tossed things over her shoulder, looking for the bandages.

[anagent_ofchaos]

The Joker grinned and stopped rifling through stuff in order to turn and look at Harley.

"So tell me, Harley, why did you run away from, ah, your Joker?" he asked. He hadn't come after her which either meant he was locked up or he didn't care enough to follow. The Joker liked to think it was the latter.

[missinmrj]

Harley froze. "Ah- well... that's quite a story, and it's pretty boring, so I don't think you'd be interested ta hear it."

She found the bandages, and snatched them up. "Here we go!"