#dysfunctionallyqueued (queue tag)

An FBI agent with a bad attitude, he is the older brother of Brady and Danny Rhodes, but is the black sheep of the family. Not only do his brothers dislike him, but his own mother has a problem with the man he turned out to be. Patrick used to have (and most likely still has) a thing for Kimberly when working as a detective before joining the FBI. After being rejected many times, then humiliated in front of the entire department, Patrick developed jealousy and hatred for the woman. Now a higher rank in law enforcement than her, Patrick does everything he can to make Kim’s life hell for humiliating him. He is also having an affair with Sheila Rogers - a district attorney who also strongly dislikes Kimberly - which was exposed by the detective and once got him demoted. He is still having the affair but is taking extra precautions not to get caught. He’s pretty much the equivalent to being Kim’s “arch-rival”.

Daniel Darby Rhodes, the youngest of the Rhodes brothers and a computer genius. Working as Boston PD’s police intelligence analyst (more specific for the homicide division though is occasionally called upon by other departments) and one of few in Kimberly Mason’s best friends circle. If he’s not Kimberly’s most trusted ally, it’s probably his older brother Brady or his sister-in-law Roxanne, but Danny is definitely high on that list. Now there are whispers around the department that Kimberly uses Danny for her own personal gain as more often than not she goes to him to acquire information that rarely has to do with a current case she’s working on, and those whispers have caught the ears of the computer geek however, he would be the first one to defend the detective if this was ever called out upon. He’s always ready to lend his expertise to his friend, believing that there’s always a reason for it and that’s good enough for him. 

She hadn’t expected to see Randy standing behind her door when she opened it, but Kimberly would not complain in the slightest, especially with the kiss he planted on her lips. “Mmm, so have I.” She smirked against his mouth. “And so much more.” 

From behind, a voice rang out, “Holy shit! Randy Orton’s kissing my MOM!”

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@dulcisebrietatem (continued from x)

The bartender was used to customers coming in and sitting down at the counter looking like they had just walked through Hell - be it physically or emotionally. He rarely asked for details, merely showing that the offer to listen if they needed to vent was open with the very question he posed. 

Fingers held a glass he was cleaning, his emerald hues watching her, noting how she avoided his gaze as she answered - a sign that she didn’t want to talk, maybe? Her words made him think different. Kole prided himself on being the friendly bartender and someone who could be the verbal punching bag, he could take a lot no matter how deep or frustrating it was. He decided to play on her response.

“Depends,” he said with a shrug, “on who you’re talking to, I guess.” And who was he talking to, he wondered? “My name’s Kole, if you care.” There were doubts that she did, but he thought it courteous to introduce himself. Maybe that would make her feel more comfortable to talk.