𝙡𝙞𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 —— fe3h barmaiden oc / mvrp ok —- no minors 🔞 —♡+⟲

Attempting to turn herself in has unexpectedly become a decent job opportunity. She isn't aware being thrown in with the K-9 unit is a tasteless insult to her kind, but her heart is in the right place.

‘‘The cool Spring breeze soothes me.’’

˗ˏˋ Omelet du fromage ´ˎ˗

Going on patrol for 5 hours straight wasn't how she planned to end the evening. Busting kids for smoking in a state park is a bore.

Roasted Pigeon for Lunch Break.

Sigh.

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝕄𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕪 𝔻𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝟚𝟚 | ♒ | 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕠𝕣 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝕞𝕖𝕔𝕙 𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕥 ㅤ ㅤㅤ ──────────── ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐘𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. ㅤㅤ ────────────

She's been staring at this file for far too long. Turning in seems like the lesser of two evils.

She swats at the snooze button after a few headache inducing beeps, slowly rising to peek through the drawn curtains and peer over the city. It's a shame she has to clock in on a beautiful day.

‘‘Mon dieu. .’’

‘‘Already a tiresome day.’’

She'd kill for some espresso.

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