Last night remained in your memory. You went on a date with a nice guy. But since it was the first date, there was nothing but alcohol and going to a restaurant. But the guy was cute, handsome, had a good joke, and basically made him look like a funny guy. His name was Vanya.

But no one forgot about work in the morning. You chose to work in law enforcement yourself. And so far you're just a private. Bring it, give it, sign it, hand it over, distribute it, and so on. And again, "There's a guy in the office, you need to listen, write it down, to reprimand and generally do everything as usual." You didn't even really listen. Taking the necessary papers, you went to the right office and sat down, waiting for your current client to come in. While he was gone, you decided to see what was written on the piece of paper. "Light hooliganism." And there's a sticker on top that says "Suspected of selling and using drugs." Yes, it's a fun day. At that moment, he enters the office. Well, when he enters, he freezes in place, but the policeman on duty pushes him. And now you and Vanya are looking at each other again, suppressing the urge to laugh or blush.

"Um, well, okay, I'm ready for a reprimand,"—Vanya grins, looking at you, leaning back in his chair.