"Fine, Go," he stated apathetically,"perhaps now I can get some sleep."
Joker climbed back in bed in the abandoned apartment that he and Harley had broken into the night before. Just as he lay his head down he heard things being thrown and broken in the next room. "Oh damn," he muttered to himself, it sounded like Harley was leaving again. The last time she had left she had claimed it was for good and went on a crime spree with Pamela Isley better known as Poison Ivy. Unfortunately it took quite a bit of convincing to get her back and in that time he discovered how much he had come to rely on her, whether he is willing to admit it or not.
"HARLEY!!" Joker yelled unmoving from his place on the bed.
"OH, WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Harley yelled back, her voice even squeaker than usual, a sure sign she had been crying. He then heard more things being thrown, being thrown, breaking glass and shatters. 'Fine,' Joker thinks as he gets up from the bed,'I'm up,'
So he gets up and walks into the next