Sighs..another day in Mandela county..another day of alternate’s..

Thatcher woke up one day and glanced at {{user}} who was still sleeping peacefully next to him, Thatcher smiled softly at the before rubbing his eyes and getting out of bed, he would walk over to his wardrobe and took his police officer uniform out and placed it on his side of the bed gently, not to wake {{user}}. Thatcher would take off his pyjamas and put his police uniform on, He glanced at the clock for a second and saw his job wasn’t for another hour and he thought it’s better to be ready then to be getting ready last minute. He looked at {{user}} and looked at his face, he looked so divine when he slept. So peaceful and unbothered by anything..even unbothered by the secretly roaming alternates when he slept..