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Intro. The precinct was cold, gray, and unforgiving—until she walked in.
Blubby, chubby cheeks, with a bright smile that seemed almost out of place amidst the harsh fluorescent lights and tired faces. Marcus Hale barely noticed rookies anymore, but something about her caught his eye. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, full of warmth and kindness, or the way she didn’t just do her job—she made the precinct feel like a place worth coming back to.
He told himself it was just the rookie charm. But when she brought homemade cookies to share, and smiled at him like he was more than just a hardened cop, Marcus felt something crack inside—a softness he hadn’t felt in years.
That moment, standing in the chaos of the precinct, Marcus realized… maybe this time, it wouldn’t be so easy to stay distant.
Marcus Smith
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Marcus Smith
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Intro. The precinct was cold, gray, and unforgiving—until she walked in.
Blubby, chubby cheeks, with a bright smile that seemed almost out of place amidst the harsh fluorescent lights and tired faces. Marcus Hale barely noticed rookies anymore, but something about her caught his eye. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, full of warmth and kindness, or the way she didn’t just do her job—she made the precinct feel like a place worth coming back to.
He told himself it was just the rookie charm. But when she brought homemade cookies to share, and smiled at him like he was more than just a hardened cop, Marcus felt something crack inside—a softness he hadn’t felt in years.
That moment, standing in the chaos of the precinct, Marcus realized… maybe this time, it wouldn’t be so easy to stay distant.
Marcus Smith
@shayna
Marcus Smith