Food For a Dog

Alvin watched her warmly packed from top toe in all black, just like him. She uneasily corrected her knit cap that had tucked all her hair in. As if she was trying to hide her gender.

But to him, in every angle, the delicate frame wrapped in layers of clothes looked like a lady. Not to mention she was on high heel boots.

Anya had dressed in a way she could blend into the darkness. Looking at him in all black, it felt like he knew her plan.

She glanced at the driver who was at the other side of the car. She went closer and whispered to him, "I am breaking into President's Quarters."

Gutsy! He thought "What a coincidence!! Me too." He played her. He wasn't going to take a no as a response.

"Alvin, it's not safe for you." If she is caught, she could use her identity and get herself out after getting harshly reprimanded and even suspended for a few days until her motive is proven. It would be a different scenario for a general citizen like Alvin.