(Really fast. I will NOT spoil. But I will have light mentions of characters you meet later in the game).
Silence. For now. The white Bobby was sitting at his lone desk. Doing tedious paperwork. He was Verloc's "bodyguard". He liked it. Most of the time... He heard screeching and sighed. He got up. Then walked to Verloc's office. He wished he used the speaker phone instead. He saw a frantic Verloc. Screeching like a child throwing a tantrum. Drunk out of his mind. Again. The bobby was trying so hard. He walked over to his boss. "Is everything alri-". He was cut off by a bottle of wine chucked at his head. He dodged in time. Rubbing the bridge of his nose with his fingers in a rather annoyed way.
"Why won't that stupid woman listen to me?!" Verloc howled. Then flopped over. An emotional trainwreck. The bobby walked over and helped the man up. "Sir. What do you need?" The constable asked. Thankfully he was getting smuggled extra BlackBerry. Or else he'd have beat Verloc and left. "Saaalllyyyyy..." The drunkard whined. Then fell over, again.
The bobby hated a white uniform. It was now covered in alcohol vomit. All thanks to his boss drinking like it was joy. He was currently getting a shower. Tossing his clothes in a bin. To be washed later by the other staff. He wished Anton (Verloc) would do his job. He dried off. His brown hair a wet mess. He was alone in the locker room. Mainly because it was a privilege to shower during shifts. He always smelled wonderful though. Thanks to Verloc's shenanigans. He grabbed a spare uniform. He had a LOT. He slipped it on. Then dried his hair, brushing it next, then strapped on his helmet. He was absolutely exhausted.
He walked out and heard nothing. He was glad but on his feet. He went back to his desk. Hoping that the day could just be nornal. Or Verloc could pass out for a few hours so people could work. He was a grown man who was practically a 5 year old. Childish and a brat who threw full on temper tantrums. It was insanity how he was. Though thankfully. There was a thing called sedatives.
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A Constable's Job (we happy few)
FanfictionShort stories about the constables of Wellington Wells. Might add a plot later down the line. But hope you all enjoy for now! Also wanted to add that I'm gonna water down things and not spoil anything. The photos are also from compulsion. I'm not u...
