a loud noise made me wake up in the morning. the sun sneaked through my blinds and my tv was still running. i guess i was so tired that i just fell asleep. i yawned and looked for my phone, just to find out that it fell on the floor last night. great. today starts super super good - not.
after i got out of bed and made myself some coffee ready i went to my drawer and looked for clothes i could wear today. it took good 25 minutes, typical for me to be honest, but i got something that made me feel quite good.
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but because we had september i additionaly wore a pair of dark thighs under my shirt-dress. i did my makeup, put on a bomb af red lipstick und let my hair down. maybe today is a good. or it will be a good day.
now with a smile on my face i went down the streets of brooklyn. usually i'd ride with the subway but the weather was quite good and i wanted to smoke a cigarette. yep, amy wasn't the only one who smoked from time to time. to be honest, nearly everyone at 99 smokes sometimes. mostly when we all got a little drunk at shaw's but if you look on our rooftop while lunch break you can sometimes even catch captain holt. but don't tell anyone, i guess he doesn't even know that we all know.
when i got to 99, i said politely hello to all of the officers. even though i work there for years now, it will always be a little special to go into a police department and just...don't be a criminal, if you know what i mean? i entered the elevator and took sone deep breaths. a ritual i do since i started working there. the doors openend and i put on my best smile. "good morning, fuckers!", i cheered and went to my desk. it was right behind jakes desk, which means that we can gossip whenever we want and thats really one of the best things here. "hey montogomery", greeted charles as i sat down, "how are you?" he seemed a little bit tired. "i'm good, wht about you boyle? you seem tired.", i said as i started my computer and typed in my login information. "oh madison, i am! i went out last night with genevieve and holy moly, we stayed up past..i guess 1am! can you believe that?" his face looked really tired but his voice was louder than a sirene or anything. i guess because he was just so in "rage". or because its just boyle, he does weird stuff all the time. "but sounds like you had a great night, boyle. i'm happy for yo-" - "MONTOGOMERY, IN MY OFFICE. NOW.", captaion holt shouted through the precinct. "oh daaamn, maddy is going to get her ass whoope-" - "PERALATA." - "okay sorry." with a beating heart i went to captain holts office. did i do something wrong? no, definitely not. maybe he wants to fire me? okay but why? "whats the matter, captain?", i asked as i closed the door behind me and sat myself on the chair before his desk. "did i do something wrong?", i added quickly and with a worried expression in my face. "no no", he said, now a little bit more peaceful, "i just need your help. our IT guy, you know, the one who once hacked us, is on vacation! you're good with computers and stuff right?" i nodded in agreement. "good. i need your help! kevin is still in paris and i wanted him to skype me. but my computer isn't working like i want to! its really urgent, would you mind helping me?", he asked and i saw that it really was urgent. his face looked a bit worried too. i guess, thats why he shouted through the precinct. "of course, raymond. don't worry, i got this!", i said with a little smile on my face. we changed our seats and within seconds i saw what was the problem. "when was the last time you emptied your computer, sir? its full of..sorry, but garbage! we need to sort out what you don't need and after that i'll reset it and skype should work just fine!" he shrugged his shoulders and went silent for a second. "its just..that? no hacking or something?", he asked. i nodded again. "yep, just that. you could've easy did it by yourself but i'll show you how it works and then you can just repeat this everytime something doesn't work. okay?" he agreed and placed his chair besides mine. i gave him a little tutorial and after 10 minutes skype was ready again. i called kevin to try it out and yep! it worked perfectly again. "hi kevin", i greeted and waved into the camera. "hi madison, what a pleasure to see you. thank you for your postcard, it came really fast! paris is really beautiful, like you said.", he smiled lightly and i answered with a simple "you're welcome" before i left holt's office again.
