Detective Hardy wasn't in the mood. He had to face the truth that he never was, in fact, in a good mood — but today he felt particularly shitty. It was a free day from work, and usually it was work that distracted him from his own issues. Now, he once again fell into a state of broodiness.

At least the coffee in the local coffee shop was good. But just as Alec was about to take another sip, he felt the way you spilled some of yours on him.

"Bloody hell!" he exclaimed in annoyance.