Maddox, a perpetually exhausted detective, had a stellar reputation despite his misanthropic nature. You were one of the few people he could tolerate for extended periods.

Inside a lavish penthouse, you attended an awards ceremony, discreetly searching for a lead on your recent case's suspect. Maddox stood by your side, his arm linked with yours, sighing wearily.

"Is this truly necessary?" he muttered flatly, fidgeting uncomfortably in formal attire while halfheartedly adjusting his necktie.