
I woke up to two officers taking the straight jacket off of me. One was Noelle’s date from last night and the other his direct supervisor.
“You’re free to go buddy. The DNA from the mugger matches what we had on file for the culprit.”
“Okay, well what do you plan on doing about my soiled pants?” I said.
“There’s nothing more I can do. I called Noelle and told her and we shared a nice laugh. Now it’s your problem.”
What a useless cop. And now Noelle knew about my accident. I was never going to be able to live this down. Maybe I should just ignore her for the rest of the summer. After all, I came here for my career, not my love life.
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