"They say we are asleep until we fall in love
We are children of dust and ashes
But when we fall in love we wake up
And we are a god and angels weep
But if I die here tonight
I die in my sleep"
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Benicia unlocked the door and stepped inside. She checked her phone again but didn't see anything on it. She turned the light on over her desk and started to go through documents again. Benicia tried for a couple of seconds but couldn't really focus on the work. She put her head in her hands and leaned down.
"Foggy?" Benicia called out, "Is that you?"
Foggy walked out of his office with a surprised look on his face, "Yeah, it's just me... the dick."
Benicia leaned back in her chair, "What are you doing here?"
"Last time I checked, it was my office."
"Yeah, yours, Zoe's and Matt's." Benicia lifted her glasses up again and rubbed her eyes so she wasn't looking at him anymore. She cleared her throat before fixing her glasses, "Is that why you're creeping around so late, to avoid him?"
"Okay, first, there was no creep." Foggy murmured, "Well... I guess there would have been some creeping but you immediately knew I was here."
"It was creeping." Benicia told him as she got up. She wrinkled her nose and backed away from him, "You smell like a distillery."
Foggy paused and sniffed at himself, "Well, you did find me curled up under the bar at Josie's." He watched Benicia's face, "What happened to you after that? Are you okay?"
Benicia shrugged her shoulders, "It's not like you really care."
"Benicia-" Foggy cringed a little bit when he realized that she meant what she said, "What's going on with me and Matt, it sucks that it's bleeding over to you. It's the last thing I'd ever want to happen."
"I know. Sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that." Benicia pinched at the bridge of her nose, "It's just been a night. Or a long week."
"I'm really glad you don't drink like I do then."
Benicia leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest, "Yeah."
"Maybe we should both look into moving on to the hard stuff."
Benicia furrowed her brows, "Are you talking about narcotics?"
"Yeah. Deal me in."
"Foggy."
"I'm just kidding." Foggy admitted with his hands raised in his defense, "Sorry, I guess I shouldn't joke about stuff like that."
Benicia got up from her seat, "I think the only drug I need is caffeine." She started to make herself some coffee, though, there wasn't much anyway. She filled the mug and sipped at it, "It just feels like stuff is changing."
"Yeah..."
Benicia held the mug in her hands, staring at the steam leaving the cup, "So, you coming back to the office?"
Foggy shifted a little bit, "I just needed to pick up a few things."
"Wait-" Benicia set the mug down on her desk and followed him into his office, "Foggy."
