FILL

Date: 2017-10-04 06:12 pm (UTC)
“Get out of the way!” Chloe shoved Perkins aside and nearly toppled over McMullen.

She stalked into the break room as her fellow officers backed away, staring and silent.

Casey opened his mouth, as if about to dare to speak, but a glare from Det. Decker had him cowering behind his partner.

Chloe, eyes narrowed, curl in her lip, stopped in front of the coffee machine and, brandishing her mug not unlike a weapon, poured herself a steaming cup of java.

Her coworkers avoided eye contact as Chloe strode back to her desk, coffee in hand.

“Jeez,” Ella whispered, “she sure is grumpy in the morning.”

“You have no idea,” Dan and Lucifer said simultaneously.
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