Time Warp - Chance Encounters - Mia And Robbie

[Mia Keystone]

The CIA didn’t really skimp on Mia’s hotel budget, but Pilot Ridge didn’t really host anything fancier then a dressed down Hilton. Still, the bed was, well, big, and the rest of the room was... nice too. Lots of surfaces. Which Mia was planning on making full use of. It had been months since she’d had a good, room wrecking night in.

Had Mia guessed what Robbie was thinking however, she would have slapped him.

”Wilkes,” Mia said as seriously as possible, given she was currently being carried fireman style towards the bedroom, ”If you’d been this demonstrative in high school”(ha, have that vocab point) “I would have totally dated you.”

They didn’t really talk much after that. Well, not in real sentences.

xxx

9 am was not an hour Mia liked, or even considered alright. It was way brighter then it should have been, but Mia was starving and she never really slept well when there was someone else in the bed with her. Moving Robbie’s arm with a yawn, she pulled on one of the hotel robes (his shirt would be so very very college) and sank onto the couch to check the room’s damage. It was... well, not great. She’d loose a fuckload to cover the damage done to the... well, the dinner table was broken, and the main mirror in the bathroom was cracked...

It was time for Mia to go. The point of one night stands was that they lasted one night. With a sigh she ran her hand back through her hair and quickly pulled a slip dress and a coat on, and quietly brushing her teeth, zipped up her overnight bag. With a smug glance back at the still slumbering Robbie, Mia paused, then stopped and ripped a piece of paper off the hotel embossed notepad.

Robbie, had to dash. Country’s safety at stake and all.
If you’re ever in DC, call me.
555 XXX XXXX

p.s. I think a few of your moves are illegal in Alaska.

Slipping the note on the pillow beside Robbie, Mia laughed softly and touched the computer she’d already strapped back to her wrist to check her flight details, and text her handler in the next room. ”Later, Wilkes,” she murmured, then pulling her hair back into a smart ponytail and wheeled her bag out behind her, reapplying her lipstick as she went.

[Robbie Wilkes]

The first thing Robbie noticed was how bright the sun was against his eyes so frowning, he turned his head, nestling deeper into the warm comforter. With the pillow over his head, he didn't see the note beside him as it fluttered down on to the bed.

Last night had been...aggressive to say the least. His back felt like it had been scratched to oblivion and judging by the soreness of his legs as he moved them around, it must have been brutal. He peeked out from under the pillow with one eye slightly cracked open. At the sight of the note with it's handwriting that looked like a spider got ink on its feet and danced all over the piece of paper, Robbie chuckled gutturally and turned himself on his back, stretching lightly.

It took him a few more minutes to orientate himself before he pushed himself up on the bed to assess the damage the pair had inflicted and he couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Damn you Keystone." He cursed softly before slamming back down on the bed. He wanted to go back to sleep but he had class. Which was starting in two hours.

It was a good thing he didn't have a sip of anything alcoholic last night so no headaches to groan from. With a quick shower, he climbed into yesterday's clothes, not forgetting to pocket Mia's number with a grin on his face and he left for the hotel lobby with the room key. "Thanks for your hospitality." He smiled at the receptionist who blushed and nodded. "Thank you, do come again."

Robbie strolled to the exit, slipping on his sunglasses against the bright sunshine. This time, the blazing sun really was all Robbie's doing.

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