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it was a late, cold night in the year 1978. Rain and brutal wind hit the windows. Virginia very rarely dealt with such a storm, and yet Holden insisted on staying up late to review and write files for their upcoming visits to prisons, in which only the most prominent criminals were held. now, because of Holdens stupidity he had arrived back to his apartment soaked from head to toe, his hair sticking to his forehead and his slightly less muscular than average torso being displayed by the way his white button up stuck to him.

holden threw his blazer onto a chair and put his badge, briefcase, and gun on his kitchen counter top, sighing as he leaned against it. His blazer fell onto the floor beneath the chair slowly. Causing holden to sigh and pick it up. The blazer, along with himself, smelt like old mouldy lake water. He groans in disgust and throws it toward his washing machine. He quickly headed for the shower. And after his shower he threw his clothes into the wash. He got into his pyjamas and was very ready for bed when there was a knock on the door. Holden sighed. Running his hands through his clean wet hair, he walks to the door and opens it.

“Oh- Hey. Whats up?”