Mr. Mask walked out of the apartment complex and saw the beautiful image of a doting father and loving daughter. If he was to die now and was given a chance to make one last wish, it'll be for the smile that adorned her face right now to never leave again.
He would have asked to go back in time... but that would be too much, right?
He held his bag in one hand, and a jacket in the other, and as sorry as he was to intrude on their beautiful moment... It was getting late.
"I'm here..." He announced his arrival.
"That took a lot of time, huh?" Dionne smacked his arm.
"Can't you see I had changed my clothes as well...just like women, handsome men like me need to take our time in choosing our wears. Never to be caught un-fresh" He winked at her.
