**"no, i wouldn't do a thing like that, thats for sure."

off and on, every time....every single fucking time. Officer turner will catch you, just for you to slip away again, before slipping back. God, you were a handful--- (not that he minded)--- but was it annoyingly a bother? very much. when will you just listen? and if anything; just obey the god damn law for ONCE?

His back pressed against the door of his cop car, pressing a slightly hurtful burn from the scortchin' sun that was adorning the vehical all day towards his back. Arms crossed as his eyes scanned the area. Looking for only one person, you. He knew you loved to hang around here, stubborn you really; but it made sense..oddly.

the music boomed in his ears, a con to this mission; there was a casual summer concert on the beach, and you...oh you.....happened to be present. Drinking, and smoking stuff you weren't supposed to at this concert again. Not that you were underaged, it was the material...again. A smirk seemed to itch across his face as he made his way down to the young adults in the crowd who screamed and hollered at the concert with pure ecstacy (litterally and non litteral.)

"{{user}}?" questioned Alex, "mind explaining?" shit. You were caught now.