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honeyâs diner, 11:27 PM
There was nothing in the world that biscuits and gravy couldnât fix. Jacki firmly believed that - when she was growing up, her mama would make the biscuits from scratch while her papa worked on the gravy. James and Jonathan, her younger brothers, would dance around the living room with her to whatever record her parents had put on for âfamily cooking time.â Yes, Jacki was convinced that there was nothing in the world that biscuits and gravy couldnât fix, including another day filled with nothing but paper pushing, coffee runs for the bosses, and being blatantly ignored. Again.
It was times like this that Jacki thanked whatever type of god was up there for Honeyâs Diner. Their biscuits and gravy had saved her many a night since returning to Graingerville, and even though she sat alone in a booth, she was grateful to have a little time with her own thoughts. The bell right above the door chimed just as the waiter skated over to bring her biscuits and gravy to the table, placing the hot plate right next to her open notebook and textbook. She said a quick thank you as she kept taking notes, only stopping when someone cleared their throat right next to her table. She looked up, wondering who had interrupted her late night yummy-study session.
deputy-carterâ:
âFuck!âÂ
The word is unleashed from Hayley in a twisted scream, slamming her fist against the trunk of the nearest tree. It had been an hour since she first spotted the gang of Graingervilleâs resident hooligans - a group of local teens who now believed themselves to be high class criminals - attempting to rob the local liquor store (or, Hayleyâs second home - this was a personal affront). With no time to call back up, sheâd chased them full pelt, taking a detour through the woods. However, not even she could keep up with a group of six, especially when they all dispersed in different directions. âFuck! Shit! Crap!â She punches the trunk with every syllable. Sheâd never used to be this angry, but there was something about the adrenaline of the chase and the blood dripping from her knuckles that causes her pulse to race, the disgusting feeling of a shifting in her skin. As if she could just reach inside and drag that beast out from within her, really show those kids a lesson then-
Crack. The sound of a stick snapping just behind her snaps her out of her tirade, causing her to suck in a sudden breath when she realises just what sheâd been thinking. Her eyes quickly move from her bloody knuckles to the stranger, shaking her head as she tried to come back to herself. âSorry - didnât mean to scare you there. Just stupid kids getting under my skin. Best be careful around the woods right now, thereâs a group of wannabe thieves on the loose.â
It was another day of pushing papers in the police station, and Jacki was incredibly close to losing her mind. Sheâd already counted the ceiling tiles ( eighty-seven in the main office area ), reorganized another officerâs desk ( Monahan, that slob ), and snuck out her most recent textbook on supernatural occurrences for some light reading. Then, almost if by magic, a call came in about a group of hooligans attempting to rob a liquor store and a police officer who looked like she needed backup. Without pausing to see if anyone else would volunteer to help, Jacki grabbed her things and headed off towards the coordinates of the officerâs car.
When Jacki finally arrived on the scene, she was surprised to find herself in the woods. Flashlight in hand, she began to explore the woods as silently as she could ( hear them before they hear you ). Luckily, that was easily done with the swearing she heard escape Hayley Carterâs lips from nearby. Jacki suppressed a groan - Hayley was sure to send her right back to the offices if she found her out here. She made the choice to start heading back to her vehicle, but her journey was interrupted by the twig cracking underneath her feet.Â
Hayley turned, and Jacki knew she was done for. âI heard. A call came in, said you might need some backup.â She replied as confidently as she could muster in the moment. A glint of concern laced her eyes. âYou okay?â
hiya everyone! Iâm dev ( use any pronouns, mine are up in the air rn ), and this is my social justice baby jacki! please hmu for plotting - Iâd love to really develop something with each of you! bio below!
trigger warnings for racism, sexism, and police brutality.

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Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
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