#turnabouting

gant voice: oh come on, neil, these are some real side splitters

Oh no.

Eyes wandering around the office hallway, her small hands clutching onto the papers she had, Adelaide continued to walk down the halls of the Prosecutor’s Office, desperately trying to find the right room.

I think I’m lost.

It started out simple enough. Somebody had called Prosecutor Gavin out of his office, and he trusted that she could stay in there alone for a little while. But then that lady on the phone said that he had some papers for a court case in the copy room down the hall, and things were going alright until that man had asked her if she could fish out his badge from in between two couch cushions.

And then he just left her there. 

Distracted in her search for the correct office and trying not to panic, she bumped into somebody, sending the papers into a flurry.

TRUCY TELLS ALL! ☆

        ‘ WELL ... i mean, i’ve been upset with him plenty of times. once i grew up a little more, started showing that i could take care of myself, he started going out more frequently, telling me to watch the house, and i did. i was alone a lot, and honestly, i hated it. ‘ 

       she pauses, averting her gaze to the floor.