ยป forty-five | asex/rom | police officer | w/ hallee womer | @ apartment --> police office
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- Everything was a mess. Franks apartment was just the beginning. Clothes scattered everywhere, papers laying in messy piles across the small kitchen and living room, various trinkets sprawled across tables, and the amount of trash lying around was quite impressive. By no means was Frank a messy person, but lately, he's been, well, busy. Frank typically takes the night shift for the police station, going on some evening and night patrols to look out for some Hyenas, but he also took it upon himself to take a morning shift the past few days which left him with little to no room for sleep. It didn't help that Frank's head was a mess. He was constantly plagued with, while only typically when he was about to sleep, worry that he'd have to face off the Hyenas by himself. He wasn't scared of them, just, well, worried. He didn't know what he'd do when he did catch someone he was close with. How would he react? Would he let them go?
Frank let out a groan as he lifted himself from his bed and over towards his mess of a closet. He'd get to the station as quickly as he could and worry about the rest of the day there. He was quick to change, his uniform being left out from the previous night. He didn't need much, only his wallet necessarily. The rest of his equipment was already on him and his bike was at the police station. Even if the Russian hated the heat, he did enjoy walking to work. His bike was typically left at the station for when he got called out on a last minute patrol or investigation. He didn't live that far, so a quick walk was nothing. By the time Frank did reach the station, he was, well, exhausted. He didn't sleep the previous night so he was finally getting that exhaustion he expected. nothing a crappy cup of coffee couldn't fix.
Frank moved in the station, making sure his keys for his bike were secured on his belt. He lost them once and he learned the hard way what happens when you lose them. He sighed before passing the front entrance and into the section where they had their desk and work files. Before Frank could go grab some coffee he noticed that Hallee was already in the office. He considered going over and saying hi or going right to the break room but he knew he had to work on his relations with the other officers. He walked up to Hallee's desk as he spoke, "mornin', ready for another long day?" He asked. Frank knew what their shifts could do to them, considering sometimes some of the officers had 24-hour shifts unexpectantly due to the unpredictability of the Hyenas.
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ยป twelve | bisex/rom | civilian | w/ no one | @ father's apartment
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-asleep in his father's apartment, will wake up in a few post-