Drabble: Synchronized Policing: Blue Cortina (POV of a minor character)
Hate them.
Really, REALLY hate them. Always in sync them, the way they swagger out of the station or tumble out the hallway during a punch-up.
Seriously, watching them burst together through a door or, god help me, leap over a desk in fucking unison, just not right that, not natural.
And now, through the slits in the blinds, watching as fisticuffs against the filing cabinet turns to something else without a beat or stumble, gripping not punching, groaning and cursing not in pain but something else.
I cover the scent of my jealousy with another dash of Paco Rubanne.
Really, REALLY hate them. Always in sync them, the way they swagger out of the station or tumble out the hallway during a punch-up.
Seriously, watching them burst together through a door or, god help me, leap over a desk in fucking unison, just not right that, not natural.
And now, through the slits in the blinds, watching as fisticuffs against the filing cabinet turns to something else without a beat or stumble, gripping not punching, groaning and cursing not in pain but something else.
I cover the scent of my jealousy with another dash of Paco Rubanne.