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oh , doesn’t she just know it . “ what , and have to deal with the shit you put up with .ᐣ pass on that one , for now .” perching against a desk , briefly . “ what’s the cause for this late night , hm .ᐣ”
because she’s a fucking star. a groan, running a large hand over weary, bristly features as he eagerly accepts the cup. “fuck’s ( sake ),” he grumbles, stifling a yawn and taking a long sip. “still gunnin’ for tha’ promotion, are ye?”
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐈 . ᴊᴀᴍᴇꜱ ʙᴏɴᴅ ━━━ .ᐟ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴇᴍᴇꜱɪꜱ | ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ & ᴄʀᴀɪɢ ᴇʀᴀ⠀ ⋮ ⠀
ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏꜱ & ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀꜱ ᴏᴜʀ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇ
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also burning the midnight oil , so coffee all round . .. baring a cup just the way he likes .
just finished an hour-long call with the cps. you know, ‘cos he’s got nothing else on that’s terribly pressing at all. now he needs a coffee, ( yesterday ).
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⠀ the man ( * 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚 .ᐟ ) ⠀
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝑣ictoria ⠀⠀⠀ 𝑙atimer.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀the ⠀⠀ 𝑒stranged⠀⠀ ﹠̲ ⠀ the ⠀ nurse.
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lips press into a thin line , refraining from smirking at her comment , —— an attempt to avoid further angering her , or not giving her the satisfaction .ᐣ she didn’t know which it was yet . +
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but that was the bitterness in her . mostly at the sudden anger that was being displayed , half didn’t understand it . why ask to meet if she just wanted to berate her .ᐣ gaze shifts , flitting from her , to the ground , +
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and back again , deciding to change tact . “ you look well ,” good . she looked good , despite the anger etched on her face . not that she would admit it , for now . familiar furrow of brows almost made her reflect fondly on the past .
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if the suits could piss off for a day or two , that would be fab .
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the met had erin deep undercover at this point , months , or even years poured into navigating and investigating a crime syndicate . playing the part of some charming fixer , and unfortunately had grown all too good at it . +
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the past , or have stomach the consequences of being emotionally stunted , it seemed . still , eleven - o - three ; she finally appears , hands shoved in pockets to avoid the chill , sauntering into the quiet , damp underpass . +
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“ i see you never did give up smoking , then .” as she set eyes upon the other .
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