#ofobservctions

hank had lost the habit of doing it. sunk into his sheriff duties, let go of his police officer ones. it almost passed by unnoticed, disappeared without a second thought. he wasn’t really doing rounds, he was mostly trying to clear his mind, driving in the police car with no intent or direction, except— he caught sight of her car at the corner of his eye, noticed the violation without really meaning to. old habits die hard. — a few moments later, and they were both parked at the shoulder of the road. hank looking over his aviators glasses, staring down at the young girl behind the wheel as he stood besides her car. “ ms, do you know why i pulled you over ? ”