"I'm sorry Sir i didn't know it would have bean hard for them but i told them to contact me if they needed anymore help"
"You told them to contact you from a building where you Know too well doesn't allow connection from inside outside?"
"No Sir, I me...ent... meant the....I....w..."
"Those our dear commander dub me a liar?"
"No Sir"
"Then why didn't you get them? ehmm tell me commander, why?"
"I'm truly sorry Sir"
"I know you are but apologies won't get back what they took, now would it commander?"
"No Sir, it won't Sir"
The glossy white haired gentleman sat opposite the standing commander who has lead, a squad out at night but returned in failure. Sir Smith also know as high rule questioned him with a calm tone that showed no aggression, he is found dressed In his usual attire of a black blue coat and similar coloured pants(trousers) to match, standing opposite him was the million dollar jaw-line bearded blondy Commander Richard clothed in a brown buttoned shirt that reveled a cristal neckless that draw all the way to his chest and a common brown cargo pants(trousers) paired up with military boots.
"Ok commander, who went into the building?"
"Silent, Astra and Christan"
"Christan?"
"Yes Sir"
"then surely we must know to who the thieves are"
"Exactly Sir but they are at rest at the moment Sir and we also found audio footage from the building during search, it was the only evidence we could find but it seems tampered with so I'm not quite sure if it would play right"
"Have you heard it yet commander?"
"No Sir, not yet Sir"
"Then play it we shall listen together"
"Yes Sir"
The commander played the audio footage but it sounded rather dead and tuned down, they couldn't Identify any of the voices that spoke but until someone said Galliard Sir Smith rested his back on the chair, crossed his legs and puts his hands together in a think position.
"Commander?"
"Yes Sir"
"are you sure this footage is the right one from last night?"
"Yes Sir I'm most certainly positive, is there a problem Sir?"
"Yes commander, you see....."
The clock strock 6:00, Berry and Sasha were heading out to a restaurant for dinner on getting there Sasha began to list names of dishes she would have as Berry listened knowing fully well he was the one picking. "May I take your order Sir" the young looking waitress said "we'll have....the rice and chicken" Sasha looked at him with a smile but then changed her face angle "what?"
"why did you get rice and chicken?"
"ehmm, because you said you really liked it the first time we met and I guess it's been a while so....I got it for you"
"awwwn, aren't you sweet"
"it's called once in a long time opportunity not sweet"
"of course you're sweet, stop denying it"
"I am not"
"yes you are"
"no I'm not"
"yes you are"
"no I'm not, I'm nice"
she chuckled and said "fine you're nice"
"excuse me, what's so funny?"
"oh nothing, it's just that you look pretty cute when you argue, is that why you do it a lot"
"ah, I..I....I don't argue"
"dude, you do it a lot"
"I do not"
"yes you do"
"I do not"
"yes you do"
"I do.... shut up"
"careful now, you might die with those words you saying"
"oh please, you argue a lot too you know"
"really? am I cute?"
"what?"
"and that's how you ruin a moment"
"seriously?"
The waitress arrived with their food it was rice garnished with raw seasoning and no sauce, mixed with some greens and prawns and toped off with a perfectly grilled chicken, she looked up at Berry as he was about to eat and said "I think I'll have rice on tea instead" "well too bad" she opened her mouth in shock and pressed her check on her fist as she looked at him with disappointment, he looked down at his dish to avoid eye contact then asked
"why do you like rice so much anyways? you never got to eat it back home?"
"oh, back home? I eat rice a lot that's why it's my favorite food, you should try it"
"riiiiiiiight, sure"
The table went silent until they were done and left the restaurant
"you should get a bike Berry"
Sasha said as she sat on the back seat and her eyes wondered around.
"what are we riding? "
"a bicycle not a bike"
"excuse me this is a Yike-A model"
"no"
"what?"
"I would not excuse you, give me one reason besides you're broke to why you won't get a bike"
"I am not broke"
"then get a bike"
"I don't need one, my baby is priceless"
"if it was new I guess, but this thing is old I doubt if it could even worth a dime"
"well may I let you know, the older the merchandise the higher the price"
"really?"
"yeah"
"I bet this one's from the BC you could get a fortune out of it and get a new house to go with your bike or better to go with your car"
"that's not what I meant and my bike's not that old"
"that's what you said and this rust begs to differ"
"wow aren't you funny"
"but am I right thou?"
"no"
The dark streets were lit up by the colorful buildings and dazzling stars, the moon had a radiant glow of calm blue soothingly supposed by the cold breeze that blew across Sasha her short brown hair flowed in the wind as the bicycle went fast, she looked around at the breathtaking view only for the moment to be destroyed by Berry who stopped the bicycle she got off and looked at the plain neighbourhood with anger and sadness written all over her face.
"if it's about the view trust me I hate it too"
"why didn't you move?"
"if I could I will"
"ah-ah, you admitted to being broke"
"excuse me I am not broke, I just don't have enough money to rent a better apartment yet"
"oh, someone's writing a death sentence"
"fine, I....a....am kinda broke"
"then don't worry I'll be paying rent as well now that I've recovered my dad's account I can get a job"
"you know you could have gotten a job before that righ...."
"..shhhh, look I'm helping you out here and who knows maybe three months from now you can actually get that bike you always wanted"
"I don't want a bike"