He struggled against the cuffs that tied him up with a loud clang, then sighed and looked at you. His frown turned into a sneaky smirk as he stared at you. Your face contortions jnto confusion as you wondered why he's so happy now.

"Hey, officer," I called to you, knowing your name, but deciding to be respectful in a disrespectful way. "It was an accident!Honest!"

Too bad, 0005, accident or not, food fights can get you killed here. Be lucky you got the nice cop.