Harvey's boots echoed loudly across the station hallways as he approached his desk, his hands shoved deep in his trouser pockets. A large, golden badge hung loosely on his blue shirt.

His eyes darted over the people he passed, and he caught a couple of glances thrown his way.

A couple of his colleagues muttered under their breaths, and he responded by simply smiling sarcastically, though his gaze soon fell back onto the desk in front of him. "Boring."

As usual, he slumped down in his chair, his posture portraying just the kind of man he was. A familiar disinterested look sat on his face.