Chapter 34: Edward Cullens from twilight.
The engines finally quieted, smoke curling up into the cool night air. Theodore leaned back in his seat for a moment, chest rising with a laugh that slipped out of him low at first, then shaking his shoulders, mocking himself. He dragged a hand through his hair, muttering under his breath.
"Fuck… I really thought I had you there."
Azrael's door clicked open, the tall figure stepping out with the unhurried calm of someone who'd already written this ending in his head. His boots crunched against the gravel as he walked straight to Theodore's car, a faint smirk tugging at his mouth.
He leaned down against the driver's side window, knocking once on the frame with his knuckles. Unable to hide his amazement.
"Your face when I passed you. priceless. I should've taken a picture. Frame it."
Theodore shoved his door open, almost making Azrael step back, and climbed out, still grinning despite the loss.
