Last night was a mistake. as she sat on the bench in the local jail, she could say that with 100% confidence. her dead beat cousin arrived on her front door step without any warning, travelling 16 hours from their home state, and as per usual he started to blame her for their families issues. her way to handle it? she got drunk, something she probably shouldn’t have done considering she was meant to meet her unit member for training. as she sat in the drunk tank, with a massive hangover without her wallet, or keys, or any identification she was about to ask for her phone call when the person she was about to call walks through the door. “shit” she cursed to herself. as he approached the view window, she made her way to the other side and picked up the phone. “alright, get your taunts and your teasing out now.”

Hallie had this day in her calendar for quite some time, she’d been flirting with this New York elite for weeks, and tonight was the night she’d make it back to his apartment with the plan of sneaking Rhys in to steal anything in sight. The plan itself was going to be easy, since the guy she’d been fooling was attractive enough to keep her entertained, but she still hated dressing up and being this fake bimbo in order to make it happen. Anytime she’d gone to meet this wimp, she looked more and more like a blonde version of her twin and she hated it. She got out of her car in front or Rhys’ apartment with a bag of clothes for her to change in. Just as she got out, she took a quite sniff of her hair, wondering if she should wash it while she was there. She made her way to his apartment and watzed right in, she found him pretty close to the entryway, when she walked over with a strand of hair pulled away from her head. “Should I wash my hair? Does it smell good enough?” 

Last night was a mistake. As she sat on the bench in the local jail, she could say that with 100% confidence. Her dead beat brother arrived on her front door step without any warning, travelling 16 hours from their home state, and as per usual he started to blame her for their families issues. Her way to handle it? She got drunk, something she probably shouldn’t have done considering she was meant to meet her unit member Kaito for training. As she sat in the drunk tank, with a massive hangover without her wallet, or keys, or any identification she was about to ask for her phone call when the person she was about to call walks through the door. “Shit” she cursed to herself. As he approached the view window, she made her way to the other side and picked up the phone. “Alright, get your taunts and your teasing out now.”

  Legs moved with EXCITEMENT, bounding through division barracks and       darting around hallway corners. Newly appointed Captain was to join       spaciously empty barracks and he wanted to be the first to welcome       him     or her. Lieutenant badge was clipped around his shoulder,       glimmering as if freshly polished (for it was). He would come crashing       through the hall, quick foot work catching and preventing impending       fall just short of closed office doors. A loud knock would echo as hand       withdrew to his side, features lit with LIFE.