#scrpstarter

It was too early in the morning for somebody to be knocking on Malcolm’s front door and even though his room was yards away from it, it woke him up with a heavy groan. None of his runners had shown up for the day yet as it was barely past sunrise, so as Malcolm went padding down to the front door in his boxers he mumbled choice curse words to himself.

He swung open the large door and rubbed his eyes, the sun nearly blinding him even though it had just come up. “What the fuck do you want?” He asked, squinting at the person who was now standing in front of him.

A heavy sigh escaped the woman’s lips as she paced back and forth in front of the quiet building. It was the middle of the night and Andie had been chained to her desk since the early afternoon, working and mulling over everything she knew so far about the body that had washed up on the shore. There wasn’t much to go on but that didn’t stop her from racking her brain until there was nothing left except mush sloshing around in her head.

For the third time that night the woman had stepped outside to grab a smoke break, something she didn’t do that often but figured drinking on the job wouldn’t exactly be the smartest choice. As she let the lit cigarette dangle between her nimble fingers, she listened to the sound of her shoes hitting the pavement in slow, rhythmic motions. She took another drag as her eyes flicked upwards, coming across the figure of another person walking past her place of work. She gave them a nod and put her head back down, expecting no conversation to come of the acknowledgment.

Bennett gave a nod to the receptionist that was sitting at her desk just outside of his office. He graciously smiled at her, knowing she had been taking a lot of calls today on his behalf while he was in several different meetings. He made a mental note to send her chocolates or something of the like later on that afternoon as a repayment for her services. When she smiled back, she gestured to his office door which was open, even though he had left it closed when he had left.

Turning to look, Bennett dipped his head again and moved into his office, seeing that there was a person sitting in the chair opposite his. Moving around to his side of his desk, the man spoke, confidently and clearly. “I surely wasn’t expecting anybody to show up at this hour. What can I do you for?” He asked, making eye contact with the person he was now speaking to.

It had been a long start to Andie’s day, mostly answering distressed phone calls and trying to make sure that reporters stayed the designated distance away from the department. They were badgering the team with questions, naturally, but that didn’t mean Andie had to go along with it. So as she moved down to the man level of the precinct on her way to grab something to eat for her lunch break, she wasn’t surprised to see someone sitting by themselves as if they were waiting for somebody to help them.

Looking around, Andie saw that nobody seemed to be claiming this person, so she walked over to them carefully. “Hey, are you waiting for someone?” She asked, eyeing the person and letting her hands gravitate naturally to her belt.

indigo: if I ditch prom & go to a concert do you wanna come??