Sleep, paperwork, eat, more paperwork, sleep. that was his schedule, and Ray was tired of it. He only put in this much effort into becoming the captain of his precinct for some change, but now? it seemed like he wasn't doing anything at all. this was all a waste. He was naive, thinking he could make a change. Cain was a fugitive, his way of living was crime, he knew nothing else. There was no other way to survive in this world, He knew that, but his consciousness was coming back to bite him in the ass. He was tired of it. --- I don't know what I'm doing, and I don't know where this might go, but I have a vague plan so buckle up fuckers. I've barely ever written anything before, but uh, we'll see how this goes. I don't really have any trigger warnings at this point in time, but I'll add them when it comes to that. this is very gay though so y'know just a warning in case some of y'all don't like that shit (But honestly what the fuck are you doing here if you're homophobic?)All Rights Reserved
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