In Love With A Good Man

Chapter 10: The Blame Game

Harley convinced Casey to stay home with her so that they could get as much time together in as possible before he started working full time at the bank next week. After just a few days, she'd already gotten used to his daily routine.

In contrast to her previous lifestyle, Casey was all about regularity. He did a lot of things the same way every time, every day. When he worked on his personal things like music or photography, that's where he'd get his variety from. Otherwise, he was very much set in his ways.

She didn't mind that about him, but she'd be lying if she said it didn't get boring sometimes. Thankfully, Casey would make up for that by finding little things for them to do or watch together.

"Do you have any plans today, baby?" Harley asked him one Saturday morning.

"Yeah, I do, actually. I just got off the phone with this guy who's organizing this little...rap video shoot thing with three local guys here in Gotham. They're doing a freestyle cypher and some other stuff. I sent in some beats to them and they liked a few actually, so they asked me to come to the shoot and handle the music." He explained.

"Really? That sounds so cool, baby! You're gonna be famous!" She said with a laugh. Casey chuckled at this, shaking his head.

"No, but it might help me get some more business. We'll see. The shoot is this afternoon...you wanna come?" He offered, asking the question as if he had just thought about it right at that moment.

"Can I?"

"Sure. They need people in the crowd for the video anyways. And this way, you don't have to be sitting around by yourself. You'll have plenty of time for that when I start work." He said as a joke.

"Okay! Of course I'll come and support ya," She said with a smile. "I'll wear my nice dress!" She decided excitedly.

"Heheh, that might be too fancy, Harley. We're doing a rap shoot in basically an empty warehouse. A nice dress will definitely be too much." He said.

"Oh...okay! Well then you help me decide what I'll wear!" She suggested.

"Alright, sure. I'm just going in a hoodie, joggers, and sneakers." He said.

"Yeah? Well let's go pick out something for me already! Come on!" Harley urged, grabbing his hand and pulling him upstairs...

Casey and Harley approached the warehouse venue holding hands. Casey, true to his word, wore a white hoodie with black joggers and white and red sneakers. Harley wore a red and black plaid shirt with a white top underneath, black ripped jeans and black boots.

"Heheh, I just realized we match, honey." Harley pointed out as they made their way inside.

"Yeah, I thought you did that intentionally." Casey said with a chuckle.

"No, but it's cute!" Harley said with a laugh, "I just went with red and black because, you know, all my clothes are red and black. Kinda part of my brand." She said with a giggle.

"Oh yeah, true," Casey chuckled. He fixed the straps of his backpack, which he was using to carry his laptop with all of his music software on it. "Okay, I need to get set up and organized, so I'm gonna meet with Freddy, the guy in charge. Talk to you later?"

"Yep! Knock 'em dead, hun!" Harley said. She shuffled up next to him, pressing both of her hands on his face and giving him a long kiss on the cheek. Casey chuckled and smiled.

"Thanks, babe. See you in a bit." He said before leaving to go get set up for the show.

Harley waved and watched him go. She folded her arms in front of her and looked around curiously. Casey was heading towards a small staging area surrounded by cameras and speakers. To her left, she saw a crowd of seemingly random people just hanging out, snacking and drinking.