FAKE Double Drabble: Something Strong
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badly_knittedTitle: Something Strong
Fandom: FAKE
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: With all the extra hours Dee is working, he needs something a bit stronger than usual to drink.
Word Count: 200
Written For: Challenge 331: Strong at
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anythingdrabble.Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Some days a guy just needed something stronger than the usual, Dee reflected as he slid onto a vacant stool. Today was one of those days. Working double shifts was something no cop enjoyed, but there were times, like now, when it was unavoidable, and all a guy could do was endure the long hours, do the best job he could, and hope the crisis wouldn’t last too much longer.
That was why he’d taken to coming in here every day before work for something to help him make it through. He was sure his colleagues had their own methods of dealing with the overtime, knew for a fact that Ryo had started doing a twenty-minute Tai Chi workout before leaving for work, saying it helped him be more focused and relaxed. Dee himself was taking more naps, just ten minutes here and there, because otherwise he’d be dragging by the end of shift and no use to anyone. But his new morning routine was essential too.
“What’ll it be?” the woman in front of him asked.
“Bacon, waffles, extra syrup, and an espresso. Better make it a double.”
He was going to need all the caffeine he could get.
The End
That was why he’d taken to coming in here every day before work for something to help him make it through. He was sure his colleagues had their own methods of dealing with the overtime, knew for a fact that Ryo had started doing a twenty-minute Tai Chi workout before leaving for work, saying it helped him be more focused and relaxed. Dee himself was taking more naps, just ten minutes here and there, because otherwise he’d be dragging by the end of shift and no use to anyone. But his new morning routine was essential too.
“What’ll it be?” the woman in front of him asked.
“Bacon, waffles, extra syrup, and an espresso. Better make it a double.”
He was going to need all the caffeine he could get.
The End
