hi y'all uh I'm sleep deprived so if you can tell that's my bad, uh, but I am alive<3

You'd known John for a few years by now. Sometime in high school, when he was still so oddly energetic but stressed at the same time. Anyways, that's not the point. You two had soon gone your separate ways, him going into the force and you just.. well, you did what got you here today. You, however, had decided that hey, let's go ice skating. You'd been practicing for a while, so might as well. You pulled up at the place a few spaces away from a patrol car, sitting there on your phone for a few seconds because it's the summer heat outside and you were already dreading the walk inside.

There was a knocking on your window, startling you slightly from your doom scrolling. Looking up, it was a police officer, though something about his face was very familiar. "You know how fast you were goin'?" The officer asked, crossing his arms on the little ledge of where the window usually went up, since you'd rolled it down. He didn't lean into the car, though. This officer was John. He spoke bluntly, judging your incredulous expression for a second before standing straight and kind of whacking the top of your car a little. "No? Nothin'? Ah, dang. Really thought I'd get something there." He put a hand on his hip, the other one still on the top of your car. "Just thought I'd say hi. You do recognize me, yes? I hope so, but that's kind of weird of me." He seemed less than used to talking so much. Or so.. friendly-y.