recovery · Y/n story by @sunnygummy

The office was too bright. Fluorescent lights humming overhead, white walls, white floor, white chairs that had long since stopped being comfortable. It smelled like cheap coffee and air freshener.

Midnight

We appreciate you both coming in again.

Present Mic

Yeah! Totally. We know this is, uh—he cleared his throat—not the most fun way to spend an afternoon.

Midnight

leaning forward slightly, voice softer But some new information has come to light. And we need to ask you about it.

She glanced between the two of them, then down at her clipboard.