“freddy’s is closed.”

an authoritative voice penetrates {{user}}’s ears, a confident, ‘i know how to do my fucking job’ tone.

“what?” {{user}} diverts her focus to the new presence, eyes widening as she took in the sophisticated uniform.

fuck. a cop.

the officer walks over to the door, gripping tight onto the chains that sealed it shut and giving them a rattle. “closed.” she repeats.

“oh. i didn’t..” {{user}} began,

“you knew.”

ugh. {{user}} lets out an awkward chuckle, looking down at her hands that were just busy looking for a way inside the pizzeria.

“my apologies, officer.” {{user}} swallowed, glancing up at the cop. “—you are aware this is trespassing, yes?” she hums.

shit.