[gdievansnow-blog]

“Clearly you don’t know how to properly eat tacos.” Evan clicked his tongue at her, shaking his head and looking highly disappointed, though it was all a joke. He grinned cheerfully as he followed her out the door with a bounce in his step. “Hey now, I didn’t call you rude, I just told you not to be. But you were being rude. I’m going to need some doughnuts to sooth my battered heart.”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“Don’t test me, boy.” Lavender joked as she pulled out her car eyes, her car lighting up as she pressed the button to unlock it. “It’s in your best interest not to call the person who’s about to buy you doughnuts rude. You might find yourself doughnut-less as a result.”

[karracavanaugh]

“I dunno, you’d look even hotter with a beer belly,” Kara said, leaning closer to Lavender and winked at the redhead. Looking up with excitement when she offered her a bit of her donut, Kara clapped her hands and took the piece before popping it into her mouth. “It’s so good! What kind is it?”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“You’re joking. Please tell me you’re joking!” Lavender laughed, inwardly cringing at the mental image of herself with a beer belly. She would hate for all her late-night gym sessions to go to waste like that. “Strawberry glaze, a personal favourite of mine.”

[tedtonks-wil]

“I bet,” he’d nodded in a sympathetic gesture. “Though, i’d be willing ta’ buy you a coffee. I think I need a’ bit of caffeine myself really. Worked an overnight shift and I usually try not to do doubles but we had a guy call out so I have ta’ go back in for a few hours in—” he looked at his watch, “A little over an hour from now.” 

[lavenderwinters-blog]

Lavender smiled sweetly at him, grateful for his offer. It was rare to see such kindness when she was in her uniform. Most saw the uniform and instantly despised her, though those people were often the criminals she was going to arrest. “An hour is plenty of time for a coffee. Sounds like we could both really use it.” 

[graycooper-blog]

“I can. I eat way more chocolate than I should. I think that might be why I’m so upbeat all the time, I’m actually just on a giant sugar rush. I’ve never had the strawberry one here but I’m sure it’s wonderful! Truth being told, I don’t really like strawberries or strawberry flavored things all that much. Crazy, I know”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“Make sense. Chocolate releases endorphins and serotonin into the brain, which decrease stress and work as an anti-depressant. And that was a super nerdy thing to say, sorry.” She apologized with a laugh. Sometimes she wondered how exactly she remembered such useless facts. The effects of chocolate on the brain was hardly something she needed to know in her everyday life. “You don’t like strawberries? But they’re delicious! There’s nothing better then a fresh strawberry on a summer afternoon.” 

[oliveryoungphotos-blog]

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, you certainly don’t look like a stereotypical cop.”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“In fact it does. The stereotypical cop look, beer belly and all, is definitely one I’m trying to avoid.” 

[davidjstevens-blog]

David sighed, Lavender somehow saw through all his bullshit. She still didn’t know much about his past though. He wouldn’t tell anyone that at this point. It set him apart from others too much. “Nothing, I don’t know.” He shrugged, “Living alone so there’s not much else I can do with my time.” He smiled at her, “How are you?” he asked, trying to change the subject a little.

[lavenderwinters-blog]

Lavender wasn’t all that sure she believed him. He still had that air about him of someone who wasn’t being completely honest. But she wasn’t going to force him to tell her anything if he didn’t want to. So she just accepted his excuse with a nod. “I can understand that, I live alone too.” And it could be lonely, especially during the winter when it got dark early and was always cold. “You’re welcome to come round to mine any time, you know. I’ll even cook dinner, if you’re lucky.”

[drktraited-deactivated20160227]

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❝ It’s the first day of the week, and someone called in with an emergency question that was simply ‘are cows white with black splotches or black with white splotches’ and now I can’t even fucking decide.❞  Nate shrugged, half annoyed, half exhausted, ❝ Why do Mondays have to be so shitty? ❞

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“Aren’t the general public a joy.” Lavender couldn’t count the amount of time she had been called out on a pointless or prank call. She’d heard it all, to the point that nothing surprised her any more. “Though, personally, I would say white with black splotches, but now that I think about it, it could depend on the cow....and now I’m starting to sound crazy.”

[gdievansnow-blog]

“Tacos are a wonderful snack food, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he retorted, pulling a face at the idea. When she started to examine him though, Evan made a point of smiling goofily and innocently. The effect was probably ruined by his fist pump of success when she agreed. “Yes! Oi, come on, don’t be rude. You make it sound like you don’t trust me. That’s not very nice.”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

Lavender couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “They’re messy, hardly good for being on the go. Right, come on then.” She added with a groan, grabbing her hat before lifting herself out of her comfortable chair. “I’m lovely, thank you very much. In fact it’s rude of you to call me rude.”

[tedtonks-wil]

“I don’t think so. I could usually go fer a coffee an’ a doughnut and I certainly ain’t a cop. Don’t think there are any EMT type stereotypes ta’ sink into either, though. Er at least none that I know of.” He’d furrowed his eyebrows a bit, running any possible stereotypes through his head in silence for a moment. If there were any, then, he surely didn’t think he suited any of them.

[lavenderwinters-blog]

Lavender racked her brain but couldn’t think of a single stereotype to suit his job. She only really knew of the cop one because of the amount of jokes she had to endure when she informed people of her job. “I can’t think of any which is probably good. The jokes are tiresome.”

[davidjstevens-blog]

David nodded, “I know.” He found himself spending more and more time watching things, reading or playing video games to fill the time he spent alone which was starting to grate on him. “I just keep losing track of the time. I also keep forgetting to eat. I’m a mess,” He laughed, to hide the truth of the matter.

[lavenderwinters-blog]

She had been friends with David long enough now to know when he was hiding something. “Out with it.” She demanded, dragging him over to the nearest table. So what if she was technically still on duty? They weren’t calling her away for an urge crime so she could afford to give him a couple minutes of her time. “What’s bugging you?”

[karracavanaugh]

“Really? Are you sure?” Kara asked in a teasing manner. “Are you sure you don’t want to go full cop?” Sipping her coffee, Kara put her book down to talk to the redhead. “Now I’m craving a donut,” she admitted and stared at Lavender’s donut a little too long.

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“Positive.” Lavender responded with a laugh. “I don’t think a beer belly would really suit me.” She followed the other woman’s line of sight to her doughnut and an amused smile twitched at her lips. “Here, have a bit.” She offered, tearing off part of the treat. 

[graycooper-blog]

“I like the triple chocolate ones. They have a chocolate filling, a chocolate glaze and chocolate sprinkles but.. I think I might just be a little obsessed with chocolate” she replied with a small laugh. “I think they have just about any flavor you could want though”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“Can’t say I blame you.” Chocolate was an unbeatable flavour, you’d be hard pressed to find someone who didn’t love it. And though Lavender would usually jump at the chance for a chocolate doughnut it wasn’t really what she was after. She browsed the goodies on display before finally deciding. “I think I’ll go with strawberry. It’s a classic.”

[gdievansnow-blog]

“On come on, live a little. What about tacos? You can never go wrong with tacos,” he suggested, though joking. Not moving from the spot, he shrugged. “I mean I’m down for a run to the doughnut place but you’re going to have to foot the bill and take pity on poor little unemployed me.”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“I do like tacos. Just for for dinner rather than a break time snack.” She mused with a raised eyebrow. Lavender stared at him for a moment, eyes slightly squinted, considering his offer. Damn it, she really did want a doughnut. “Alright, fine. But I’m keeping a tab and you bet your ass once you get a job you’re buying me all the doughnuts. All of them.” 

[davidjstevens-blog]

As soon as David saw who it was, he smirked. After she threatened the arrest, he bumped her shoulder with his arm, “Try it, Winters.” He laughed and drank his espresso like a shot. “I don’t know why I thought watching The Godfather Trilogy at 10pm was a good idea, Lav.” He sighed, a painful expression evident on his face, “I started my shift at 4am. I got something like an hour sleep. I should have skipped 3.” He looked at her, and pouted, “I should have skipped 3, help me.”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

Lavender couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her co-worker, though she was amused by his antics. “You wouldn’t get any sympathy from me. That’s your own fault.” She laughed. Personally she didn’t really get the appeal of The Godfather, not that she had ever watched it nor did she plan to.

[graycooper-blog]

Saskia smiled as the stranger sat near her in the cafe. “Stereotypical or not, coffee and doughnuts are always a great idea!” She nodded. “And I happen to know that the doughnuts here are delicious”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“Well then I definitely walked into the right place. Any suggestions?”

[okangelo-blog]

Angelo glanced down at her with a raised brow, the pen and paper in his hand. “Does that mean you want a coffee and a doughnut?” He looked a bit unsure, before scribbling it down. “You gotta promise me one thing - when you get this, and it tastes like garbage, please arrest the men in the back. Not me. I’m a shitty waiter, but I don’t make anything, I just hand it to you.”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“Strawberry glazed, if you have it.” She requested with a smile. His follow up made her slightly curious. She enjoyed the finer things, and so she was rather worried about what was going to arrive at her table. Perhaps she had wondered into the wrong establishment. “Alright, promise.” 

[karracavanaugh]

Looking up form her table when she saw a redheaded girl sit down on the chair in front of her, Kara put her book down and laughed a little. “Just a little bit. Now all you need is the beer belly and you’re good to go. Oh and some racism here and there.”

[lavenderwinters-blog]

“I think I’ll pass on those.” Lavender enjoyed the finer things in life, of course, and that did include food but she was also a regular at her local gym. She prided herself on her figure, she had worked for it. As for the latter of the two, well, she could never stomach it. “I’ll happy with my coffee and doughnuts.”