lolz I'm such a late writing type of person. Sorry 'bout that guys. I'll get to writing now.
Suddenly your office door bursts open and you drop the album, kicking it under your desk. One of your deputies stands at the doorway. She smiles big, holding a donut.
"Donut time!!" She sings.
You roll your eyes and get up, heading towards the group of fellow cops. They stand at the reception station, a box of donuts before them. You wiggle yourself between two bulky ass men and grab a chocolate one that has lots of colorful sprinkles. You notice a piece of folded paper tapped to the top of the box. You grab it, ripping it off the box, and open it.
I'd like to see you again (y/n), it reads. You look up and around at your co-workers. You blushed deeply and scurried back to your office.
How'd Wade know you still would've been here? You could've simply been at home, not seeing this. Not knowing that you'd see an old friend. You shivered faintly after picking the photo album back up.
You knew you'd have to go back there. But not today. You weren't ready. You still couldn't see him after what happened after that picture was snapped.
