Streets of London

Le streets of le London in le England.

The dreary sight and smoky smell of London. It was so different to where I used to live. But you got used to it when you explored it for a week. I took him into an alley way and winked. "I'm not going to rape you, and even if I did, it wouldn't be classd as rape because you'd like it." My muscles bunched and my jaw tightened. When my eyes reopened I looked at Strike from the eyes of Angelina Jolie. "Now let's have some fun, yeah?"

I snort. "Yeah, sure I would like it!" I roll my eyes and watch as she turns again. "What exactly are we doing?" I ask eying the disgusting alley.

"Well if we were to walk out there... Well, the reaction would be pretty entertaining." I grin as I change then into Emma Stone.

I look confused as she changes again. "Why? I don't see anything special about the way you look... just another girl. If pretty"

"Do you have any idea how people react to this?" I change into the queen. "I think these wrinkles are quite becoming on me."

"Yeah... I don't know who that's supposed to be..." I say looking at her like she'd gone crazy.

"Are you kidding me? Argh, whatever." I turn back to me and storm out of the alleyway, walking fast down the street.

I look shocked and run after her catching up to her I grab her arm. "Look I'm sorry but how should I know those people? I'm not even native to this country!"

I turn back to him. "Yeah good job Morgenstern. Neither am I! But you just ruined my fun. I have nothing to do now."

"Just because I don't know who they were doesn't mean they" I point at the people on the streets "Don't! I didn't ruin anything you just decided I did because I didn't know who they were it would have changed nothing to how the others reacted"

"Whatever, the moments gone." I turn and continue walking.

I sigh and follow after her putting my hands in my pocked and looking up at the sky. "Well then... what would you like to do?"

"Nothing you'd like. What have you got in mind?"

I shrug. "You like music right?" I ask nonchalantly.

I smile slightly despite my anger. "Yeah, yeah of course. Why?"

"Do you want to go on a slight detour?" I grin knowing it was much more than a detour but she didn't have to know that. It's not like she would notice.

"Yeah sure, why not..."

I grin and pull her into a deserted alley. Looking down at her I smile and hold out my hand. "Ever did a side along aparition?"

Oh god, where was he taking me? "No, I haven't actually. Does this mean I get to be held by you though?" I look up in mock hopefulness.

I scoff and grab her hand rolling my eyes. I turn and with a slight pop we vanish into thin air.

Surprised by the sudden apparition Strike stumbles slightly as they come out into a alley way in London. He cocks his head at Iris. "Didn't you like the place?" He asks and winks.

I land and wrench my hand from his, walking down the street, fuming.

Strike chuckles and follows her. "I told you she could be touchy" He puts his hands behind his head he had actually enjoyed himself which surprised him.

"So you like the blood then? Looks hot, right?" My voice was dripping with sarcastism, framed with anger. I don't look at him but continue walking in a huff.