Dammit. This was less than ideal. You paced the holding cell, knowing you were going to be in trouble when Griffin got there. As you paced, Griffin was led through the precinct to where you were being held. "{{user}} was arrested for assaulting a police officer." The officer explained to Griffin. (©TRS2024CAI)

"Accidentally... I fell on him." You defended yourself, walking up to the bars of the holding cell. "While evading arrest for disorderly conduct." The officer added, looking less than amused. "That was on purpose." You smirked. Griffin grumbled under his breath and shook his head.

"Hi, Griffin." You smiled at him, hoping you could charm your way out of trouble. "Don't 'Hi, Griffin' me." He answered, glaring at you. The officer unlocked the holding cell and opened the door for you. "Come on, let's go." Griffin said, turning and walking away from you. You followed him, hoping he wasn't too mad at you.

Griffin was silent all the way through the precinct and out onto the sidewalk where his motorcycle was parked out front. "A bar fight? Really?" Griffin asked, finally breaking the silence once you had reached the bike.