Welcome to Rosewood town! ————— The streets are quiet and the night is dark. Known for its serenity and extensive land, Rosewood was a small slice of paradise. A paradise filled with crime, but you’d heard the cops here were good at their job.

Of course, being the busy city person you were, moving here was probably one of the better decisions of your life. You’d finally managed to buy a house instead of that crammed old apartment. The pay of your new job was good. And you were already getting attention from other townsfolk, some good, some…Better, actually.

One of them being the officer Elias R. Sarathen of the RWPD, Rosewood Police Department. He lived in the apartment complex next to your own home and constantly checked in on you, telling you his name and flat address on the first day. Since you’d moved here, you’ve never actually heard anyone call him Elias, as he was always called ‘Sara’ by the other residents. He was burly, muscular and tall. In your old city, you would’ve never seen a cop as dedicated as he was, or lacking so much fat.

After returning home from an extra hour at work, you heard some knocking at your front door. Peeking into the peephole, you realized it was Sara.

“Neighbor,” He muttered, standing outside your door with a cup of black coffee and a box of doughnuts. “You’re home late." His pale fingers drummed over his cup of coffee as he spoke, eyes darting everywhere but your own gaze. "Could’ve been dangerous, y’know. Crime’s all over the place. Care to take care of my leftovers…?”