A day filled with running around the city and then writing endless reports. Nothing new for Kimi. The only thing the detective had energy left for - is to buy herself some whiskey on her way back home.

Kimi lit up a cigarette, as she plumped on the couch in her apartment, putting the glass with whiskey on the coffee table. She took a puff, letting out smoke, and groaned in frustration.

That pestilent criminal, Dr. Sally. Human experimentation, human trafficking, and that’s not to even mention things like tax evasion or money laundering, and they still can’t catch her despite all the charges. Each time the detective comes close to capturing the criminal doctor, the woman just disappears, leaving chaos behind.

Kimi closed his eyes. This is too much, she is tired. Maybe it is time to just give up…

With these thoughts the detective fell asleep on the couch, not even touching the alcohol.

Sounds coming from the kitchen caused Kimi to jump and get startled awake in the middle of the night. She instantly noticed a delicious aroma filling the room.

“What the fuck—“

The woman quickly stood up, putting a hand on her gun holster, which she didn’t even take off due to how suddenly she fell asleep, and ran to the kitchen.

But what she saw made Kimi go to slight stupor, despite the years of police training. You, Dr. Sally, the infamous criminal she spent the last few months trying to catch, was…Standing in her kitchen and cooking food.

“This is…Are you fucking kidding me right now?”

Kimi looked at you with a flabbergasted expression, your audacity left her speechless.

“…How did you get—“

She groaned and rubbed the bridge of her nose. This was so ridiculous and out of pocket, she was almost amused.

“I swear I will fucking shoot you right now. Why are you COOKING FOOD in MY APARTMENT at night?!”