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closed for: @fletcher-bailey
where: all nighter diner
"Do you think this counts as fraternising with the competition?" Ravi asks after he had swallowed down another forkful of fries, always feeling a little like he was two-timing his own food truck whenever he opted for the diner instead, "And when's your shift over?"
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closed for: @fletcher-bailey
where: casa del fleggie
"Stop right there," Reggie barks, his delivery ending on more of a yawn as he stretched mid-way through his command, an unfortunate consequence of being awake before eleven in the morning.
( For once. )
"Where are you going and if it's somewhere fun, can I come? If it's not somewhere fun, better question, can you get out of it?"
where: wade police station; a few hours after the funeral who: @detectivewright & rosalyn ferro (ft. @robbie-rivera soon)
No one had expected the scene that had unfolded at the funeral — a distraught Red and a town already prone to gossip thrown into a frenzy of hiked breaths and low whispers. Just the other week, the neurosurgeon was hyping Josie Johnson’s death up to a tragic case of dementia, the rumors of cannibalism simply a cruel joke that spread like wildfire. The autopsy report had a couple of...unique aspects to it, but surely nothing that someone a bit smarter than her with a criminal justice background wouldn’t be able to figure out.
But now? Everything was up in the air. Maybe if Rosalyn had been quicker to get back to the sheriff about her findings, things would be different — she didn’t know how, no, but just maybe.
It was a bad day for her to be stopping by; she knew that Fletcher was probably stressed enough as it was, but she couldn’t delay for much longer. And, besides that, she was curious for answers much like everyone else. After approaching his office door, Rosalyn gave a little knock to the half-opened door and stepped inside, clutching the confidential folder to her chest. “I’d ask if this was a bad time, but...” the doctor shrugged, “seems like that’s going to be the norm from here on out.” She cocked her head to the side. “You, uh, holdin’ up alright there, Sheriff?”
closed: @fletcher-bailey
location: fletch & oli's place
"Thank you again for dinner," Leo said as he reached for another empty plate and started to scrub at it in the sink. Fletcher definitely had a dishwasher, but Leo's mom had it ingrained in him — if someone treats you to a meal, a hand wash is just the polite thing to do.
He turned for a second to make sure that Oli had gone up to bed as instructed, before he said to Fletch, "I'm sorry I've been such a pathetic asshole lately. But," he placed a plate in the drying rack. "I'm done talking about me. Tell me what's up with you."
