#woodvalewrites

“I'm restless and harsh and despairing. Although I do have love inside me, I just don't know how to use it. Sometimes it tears at my flesh, like barbs.”

One rainy afternoon, DCI Daniel Hegarty was brought to Number 10 on Claudia Mayhew's request, heading inside with no less than ten other officers. Heading upstairs, he was led to the PM's private flat. He knocked at the door before entering, and then he waited for her.

Early in the morning, one of her aids had been murdered. They found the woman lying dead in the street. Everything was escalated to a matter of national security once they learned who she was. Claudia, in her infinite wisdom, had sent him out to the scene with his unit.

It had been such a long day. Moreover, his mind was headed to places where it shouldn't have been. He wondered how Kelsey was doing, how she was now that the dust had settled. He was thankfully working at a new job. He was with a conflict resolution company, on the board of negotiations. They were called Off The Table. Jamie and Sam were both with him, thank fucking god.

On a whim, he sent Kelsey a text after settling at his kitchen table with a quick dinner.

How are you doing?

I have a proposition for you. Do you need a job?

Come join me at Off The Table.

MT

They had done it, they had won. Here she was in number 10, surrounded by her team and yet she had never felt more alone. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to relax that evening, wondering what she would do with herself when she heard the knock at the door.

Checking her watch, she noted the time, who on earth would be arriving at gone 10pm, on a Friday night nonetheless.

It was late afternoon. Malcom was taking a break from his current case, needing the time to recuperate and breathe. The other members of the Board of Negotiations at Off The Table were going to be the fucking death of him. They were doing his (non-existent) tits in, and his head was pounding with frustration. He was exasperated.

He inhaled a sandwich that Sam had all but ordered him to eat, enjoying a Fanta after. On a whim, whilst glancing at his phone, he decided to text Maria.

You doing alright?

Haven't heard from you in a bit.

We're a group of writers writing in various different fandoms, and we have a whole section dedicated to Fandomless RP.

We're open to new fandoms all the time and put them up to a vote.

Current fandoms include: Doctor Who/Torchwood Grey's Anatomy and Related Verses The Thick of It Harry Potter A General Horror Section Marvel Ted Lasso Sherlock

We're also currently voting on Game of Thrones/House of The Dragon.

Full Name: Katherine Mae Murray Age: 19 at the end of TTOI Species: Human Faceclaim: Renee Rapp Orientation: Bisexual

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