I leaned against a wall in a dark alley, trash on the ground but at least it was quiet. My patrol just finished, so I had nothing better to do than smoke a cigarette in an alley. That's when I heard a few stumbled steps coming towards me and heavy breathing. A familiar voice spoke.

"H-hey, feathers..."

It was soft and breathless, like you were terribly injure. My heart sank as i turned to see you. It was my enemy I secretly loved... you...