grime off of a window on one of the front doors and pressed her face against it. “Nothing. The windows are covered on the inside.”
She turned to make her way around the right side of the building.
Mike followed close behind her. “Deb.” She ignored him, so he said it again: “Deb.”
She was about ten feet away from a pair of ancient steel doors bound by a chain and a Master Lock. “Am I easy to see over here?”
“Not really. Wait, wait, wait. We are not breaking into the museum. No way.”
“I know, do you think I’m crazy?”
“A little, yeah. I mean, granted, it’s part of the appeal, but yeah, I have no doubt that you’re at least a little crazy.”
“I’m not that crazy.”
“You have no idea how much of a relief that is. Anyways, I think technically we’re trespassing, and whatever bravery the beer gave me is starting to wear off. We should finish the walk home, lady.”
She came back to him and let Mike wrap an arm around her waist. “I can’t believe you thought I was going to just break into your museum.”
“I guess it would’ve been a bit much, even for you.”
“Hell yes. We’d need to do a little planning. We’re going to need something to cut that chain; the lock’s not going anywhere. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to get some glow sticks and a couple of miner hats too.”
“No way.”
“No, we really will need all that stuff, plus a couple of empty backpacks and ski masks. I’m betting there’s some killer swag still in there. Check out the size of that air conditioner. And look, steam. They’re running heat. Did the museum take up the whole building? I suppose that doesn’t matter—it’s at least two floors and probably has a basement. You don’t think they have an alarm in there, do you?”
“I’d kind of doubt it…you cannot be fucking serious.”
“I am, and you know what the best part is?”
“That I’m not in jail for breaking into a museum yet?”
“No, the best part is that I know that no matter what you say otherwise, you can’t wait to break in there with me.”
“I think you might have misjudged me slightly.”
“Do you remember the floor plan? I think going to the city clerk’s to look at blueprints might be a bad idea; we’re pretty memorable-looking. You might be able to pull it off, though: shave the beard, dye your hair, sunglasses, maybe a cowboy hat.”
“I’m not doing any of that. C’mon, let’s get moving.”
“I hope you remember the guts of that fucker. It will go a lot faster if we know what we’re looking for.”
“I honestly can’t believe we’re talking about this. For all we know there’s nothing worth even taking in there.”
She turned to him and grabbed both of his hands. They were in the middle of crossing the street, and a car honked and curled around them.
“Mike, sometimes you just have to accept the inevitable. Either way we would have turned out well—and I think we’re turning out wonderfully—but I knew from the second you told me about that museum that I was going to be breaking into it. The only reason I’ve been waiting this long is because I wanted you to come explore with me. Think of all the rad shit in there that’s just sitting around gathering dust. If they’re running heat, it’s not empty.
“First things first, we’re going to have you draw the floor plan as best you’re able. Next we’re going to go to the new museum that you hate, so we can find out exactly how much, if any, of the real good stuff got moved. What if there’s a ton of cool stuff just getting ruined? We’d be doing everybody a favor by allowing it to be appreciated. Then a supply run and we’ll be able to go—shouldn’t take more than a week.”
“So you’re Robin Hood. This is absolutely insane.”
“Want to go home and fuck?”
“Now you’re making sense.”
“I thought you’d think so. When we’re done, let’s get to work on that map.”
“Fine. I have the right to cancel this
She turned to make her way around the right side of the building.
Mike followed close behind her. “Deb.” She ignored him, so he said it again: “Deb.”
She was about ten feet away from a pair of ancient steel doors bound by a chain and a Master Lock. “Am I easy to see over here?”
“Not really. Wait, wait, wait. We are not breaking into the museum. No way.”
“I know, do you think I’m crazy?”
“A little, yeah. I mean, granted, it’s part of the appeal, but yeah, I have no doubt that you’re at least a little crazy.”
“I’m not that crazy.”
“You have no idea how much of a relief that is. Anyways, I think technically we’re trespassing, and whatever bravery the beer gave me is starting to wear off. We should finish the walk home, lady.”
She came back to him and let Mike wrap an arm around her waist. “I can’t believe you thought I was going to just break into your museum.”
“I guess it would’ve been a bit much, even for you.”
“Hell yes. We’d need to do a little planning. We’re going to need something to cut that chain; the lock’s not going anywhere. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to get some glow sticks and a couple of miner hats too.”
“No way.”
“No, we really will need all that stuff, plus a couple of empty backpacks and ski masks. I’m betting there’s some killer swag still in there. Check out the size of that air conditioner. And look, steam. They’re running heat. Did the museum take up the whole building? I suppose that doesn’t matter—it’s at least two floors and probably has a basement. You don’t think they have an alarm in there, do you?”
“I’d kind of doubt it…you cannot be fucking serious.”
“I am, and you know what the best part is?”
“That I’m not in jail for breaking into a museum yet?”
“No, the best part is that I know that no matter what you say otherwise, you can’t wait to break in there with me.”
“I think you might have misjudged me slightly.”
“Do you remember the floor plan? I think going to the city clerk’s to look at blueprints might be a bad idea; we’re pretty memorable-looking. You might be able to pull it off, though: shave the beard, dye your hair, sunglasses, maybe a cowboy hat.”
“I’m not doing any of that. C’mon, let’s get moving.”
“I hope you remember the guts of that fucker. It will go a lot faster if we know what we’re looking for.”
“I honestly can’t believe we’re talking about this. For all we know there’s nothing worth even taking in there.”
She turned to him and grabbed both of his hands. They were in the middle of crossing the street, and a car honked and curled around them.
“Mike, sometimes you just have to accept the inevitable. Either way we would have turned out well—and I think we’re turning out wonderfully—but I knew from the second you told me about that museum that I was going to be breaking into it. The only reason I’ve been waiting this long is because I wanted you to come explore with me. Think of all the rad shit in there that’s just sitting around gathering dust. If they’re running heat, it’s not empty.
“First things first, we’re going to have you draw the floor plan as best you’re able. Next we’re going to go to the new museum that you hate, so we can find out exactly how much, if any, of the real good stuff got moved. What if there’s a ton of cool stuff just getting ruined? We’d be doing everybody a favor by allowing it to be appreciated. Then a supply run and we’ll be able to go—shouldn’t take more than a week.”
“So you’re Robin Hood. This is absolutely insane.”
“Want to go home and fuck?”
“Now you’re making sense.”
“I thought you’d think so. When we’re done, let’s get to work on that map.”
“Fine. I have the right to cancel this
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