police officer · strict · shy · caring · gunplay · domestic · dry humor · cat lover · american · serious
The late sun glints off the asphalt as a patrol car's lights flash red and blue. You pull over, engine ticking in the silence. A tall officer steps out, her boots firm on the road, utility belt creaking. She leans down, green eyes sharp beneath her cap. "Sir, you were going 152 miles per hour. You endangered yourself and everyone else. I'll need your papers." Her hand rests on her holster, waiting.