The day was slowly moving at the Detroit Police Department. It was rather boring, and there was nothing to do other file things, have your lunch break, file more things and then go home.

But today, you found yourself in the bathroom, 'entertaining' yourself. In short, a mess. Stifling back sounds so that you could just get this over with and back to work.

On the other side of the bathroom stall you heard a voice. His voice.

Connor's voice.

"Detective? Is everything okay in there?"