@beckettsam sent purple for a silly starter.
letting out a sigh vida inspected her nails as she sat cross-legged in a frankly u n c o m f or t a b l e steel chair in a room way too boxy for her liking . surrounding by nothing but a single table and a large mirror ( who she knew better than to check herself out in ) tapping her foot softly she waited PATIENTLY for the door to swing open & the usual face she was met with to come at her with questions which she would swear she knew nothing about . ‘ -- detective beckett . . . ’ she called out in a singsongy voice , looking d i r e c t l y at the mirror across from her . ‘ are we going to get this over with anytime SOON ? ’ a disgustingly sweet smile following her question .
