#drcadywashington

“I brought you a coffee,” Alex stated simply as she walked up to the woman and handed over the drink. “I thought you could use it.” All of them could, frankly. Coffee was a lifesaver when you worked for the FBI. 

Omggg yes! That was a thing! That should be a thing again lol

[text] It’s cold, you should come keep me warm

23 is a nice number, I want to stay here.

[text] Cady. Why don’t you have clothes on[text] Whyyyy

Emily wasn’t even completely certain what she was doing in the bar that particular night. It had been a rough day at work and her entire body ached, several bruises beginning to form on her skin. All she wanted to do was sleep, but at the same time the last thing she wanted to do was go home. So she simply remained where she was, sitting at the most secluded table she could find and staring intently down into her drink, aware of a group of men a few tables away trying to get her attention, but actively avoiding making eye contact with any of them and simply wishing they would go away. She let out a quiet sigh, shoulders slumping slightly as she once again found herself questioning why she was even here.

[text] Have you seen my lucky bra?

“I’m not entirely sure what’s going on right now. Just that we’re all supposed to be headed to a meeting.” Alex shrugged, looking over at the other woman with a confused look on her face. “Probably just another one of those stupid seminars on sexual harassment in the workplace. At least, I hope that’s all it is.”