Sophie dropped the gun; still, things were never the same.
Alec bared his fangs; howled defiance at the darkening sky.
"Wait, you've made how much from the Mister Punchy game?"
Sam Beckett blinked at the safe.
Sterling spent a lot of time polishing his new badge.
Movies until three. Popcorn fights. Nate sighs, but secretly grins.
The smell is terrifying. Eliot swears the eyes are worse.
Bloodied fingers card through tangled curls. "We'll be alright. Promise."
Davis crumpled; Eliot pushed his glasses up. No more clues....
Roses, wine? They don't work. But Parker grins for chocolate.