Workplace Weirdo

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Click, Clack, Click

Made the sound of your shoes as you walked through the halls of Gotham's Police Department.

Rumor has it that working in the GCPD wasn't easy and it was quite the work load given Gotham's extremely high crime rate but you applied anyhow.

It was your first day on the job as the new detective in town and you felt a mix of confidence and anxiety.

The mistakes you could make running through your mind, trying to ignore the tightening felling in your chest.

You eyes glance at the busy officers and ofcourse the one's who don't care at all.

You dark and dampness of the building made your bad feeling worse, mixed with unfamiliar sounds.

Bearly any sun shined out of the windows and the celling lights flicker and blink aggressively, giving you a headache.

After a while of looking for you office you find it, it's as you expected, cold, somehow dark and depressing.

You move to place your box with the things you own, accidentally bumbing into someone.

The box drops from you hands

"Oh-oh my, I am so sorry, I didn't mean too"

The man infront of you apologised profusely, fiddling with his hands.

Strands of his hair falls infront of his face picking up the light box handing to back to you, you thank him.

You put down the piece of cardboard on a table, wipe off your clothes that somehow got dust on them.

He shyly picks up his glasses from the ground, putting them on.

"As I said I am really really sorry-"

You cut him off.

"it's fine, don't worry about it"

Your hands get a hold of his glasses frames, fixing them on his face.

"That's much better" You say with a smile.

Little did you know this would be the start of a long lasting friendship.

After you settled in, the days that go by had only been stressful mornings and exhausted nights, but at least you had one person to brighten the dullness, even by a little, or in this case, a lot, given the fact that you found an envelope addressed to you paired with a red rose on your desk.

When you open the envelope, you find a letter with the words

"I am available in thousands of colors. Each color symbolizes different aspects of love. I am used to celebrate new beginnings and express heartfelt goodbyes. What am I?"

The green of the writing contrasting with the plain white of the background, You smile while reading it, glancing at the rose...

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