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€one day, i'm gonna remember to invest in earplugs. maybe then i won't be subjected to every noise in the immediate vicinity β every barking laugh, every drawer that gets closed a little too hard, every ringing telephone that makes me want to rip the landline from the wall and toss the entire unit across the room. i always tell myself i'll buy some. one day, i'm going to remember.
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€i stalk into the office we temporarily share and shut the door, one hand running over my face as i breathe a sigh of relief at the now muffled noises outside. i don't mind dilara, by any means, but this backwater town is starting to grate on me. from distrustful locals to the muggy heat that makes my clothes cling to me like a second skin, i'm missing the city something fierce. the sooner we close this case and my services are no longer needed, the better.
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€" morning, " i mumble, making as close to a beeline to the coffee machine as my current hangover will allow. after a quick shower, i'd grabbed half a bagel that'd been left out on the counter and downed it with half a cup of day - old joe. not my proudest moment, but far from my worst.
