Well. The fugitive task force came in my office this morning looking for someone and I do have a weakness for a man in uniform. They’ve been hovering the area ever since and the one I spoke to came back in and very politely and non creepily asked if he could take me out some time.
THEN. My longtime friend in GA texts me and casually throws it out there that we should go to Vegas and get married. He’s not joking either. Says he got an offer from a department in MI and he’ll take it or if i want, he’ll move me there. My choice. Another police officer.
Coincidence?
And what the actual type of fuckery is this?