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Title: Shadows of Concern

Chapter 1: Midnight Mishap

Lockwood stirred in his sleep, his mind still lingering on the details of their latest case. He had fallen asleep at his desk, a crumpled grey t-shirt clinging to his tired frame. Unbeknownst to him, Lucy, his ever-watchful colleague, heard the faint sounds of movement and woke from her slumber.

Rubbing her eyes, Lucy groggily made her way towards the kitchen, curious about the source of the disturbance. As she entered the room, she found Lockwood standing amidst a mess of shattered porcelain and spilled tea. His hair was disheveled, evidence of his restless hands running through it, and a thin cut marred his cheek, a shard of the broken cup having grazed his skin.

Lucy couldn't help but roll her eyes, her annoyance evident in her voice. "Well, well, Lockwood. I see you've finally decided to join the land of the living. And in such a graceful manner, too."

Lockwood's eyes flickered with a mix of embarrassment and amusement. "Ah, Lucy, always the charmer. I must say, tripping over my own feet is a talent I never knew I possessed."

George, their eccentric and ever-enthusiastic teammate, appeared in the doorway, clad only in his underwear, as was his usual morning attire. His eyes widened at the sight before him. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? The great Anthony Lockwood, in all his disheveled glory. This is a rare sight indeed."

Lucy couldn't help but smirk, her concern hidden beneath her teasing tone. "Yes, George, it seems our fearless leader has finally let his guard down. Who knew he could look so... human?"

Lockwood attempted to wipe away the blood from his cheek, but only succeeded in smearing it further. "I assure you, I am perfectly capable of maintaining my appearance. This is merely a minor setback."

George chuckled, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Oh, Lockwood, you always have a way of making even the simplest tasks seem like grand adventures. Shall we fetch you a bandage, or perhaps a mirror so you can admire your newfound ruggedness?"

Lockwood's cheeks flushed slightly, a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. "Enough, you two. I'm fine, really. Just a small mishap, nothing more."

Lucy's eyes softened, her concern breaking through her sarcastic facade. "Lockwood, we're only teasing. But you know we worry about you. You're not invincible, no matter how much you try to convince us otherwise."

Lockwood's gaze met Lucy's, a flicker of gratitude in his eyes. "I know, Lucy. And I appreciate it more than you'll ever know."

As the trio shared a moment of camaraderie, the shattered cup and spilled tea were forgotten, replaced by the unspoken bond that held them together. In the world of spectral investigations, where danger lurked at every corner, it was moments like these that reminded them of the importance of friendship and support.

And so, with their banter and concern intertwining, Lockwood, Lucy, and George continued their journey, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them in the shadows.

Note: This novel will be written in a casual, conversational style, with a focus on dialogue and character interactions. The language will be English, and the genre will be a blend of mystery, adventure, and supernatural elements.