Feb. 5th, 2010

whedonist: (Tori)
3.1.2 – Up to My Neck

It’s cold, rainy and there’s no moonlight which means that I can barely see twenty feet in front of us. The few street lamps that are lit provide only a small pool of light directly under the bulb. Pulling my jacket tighter around me, I slouch further in my seat and wait on our current piece of scum to come out of his apartment.

This is also the main constancy in my career, the one tried and true rule: stakeouts suck!

I sneak a peek at Nikki in the passenger’s seat and see that she’s having as much fun as I am. Well, I could try for conversation. At least we’d have more to do than stare at a door thirty feet away. “So,” I start, knowing full well that I just suck at small talk. “How was your one day off?”
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whedonist: (Tori)
3.1.2 – Up to My Neck

It’s cold, rainy and there’s no moonlight which means that I can barely see twenty feet in front of us. The few street lamps that are lit provide only a small pool of light directly under the bulb. Pulling my jacket tighter around me, I slouch further in my seat and wait on our current piece of scum to come out of his apartment.

This is also the main constancy in my career, the one tried and true rule: stakeouts suck!

I sneak a peek at Nikki in the passenger’s seat and see that she’s having as much fun as I am. Well, I could try for conversation. At least we’d have more to do than stare at a door thirty feet away. “So,” I start, knowing full well that I just suck at small talk. “How was your one day off?”
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