[ @fallon-frazier ]
This was extremely intrusive and something that he never would have considered before today. It was about seven in the evening and he had been sitting all day staring at the empty urn. He needed to get out and do something. Talk to someone who he didn’t have to lie to. He walked into the hospital, simply hoping that she might be here. He should have kept her phone number, but he hadn’t really thought about it before he sent Nate’s phone away in an evidence bag.
“Is Fallon Frazier here, by chance?” He asked the nurse at the receptionist desk. He took a deep breath and tucked his hands in his pockets as he waited for her to be paged. He paced the floor almost, reading some of the signs along the walls. He then turned when he heard footsteps coming his way. “I am sorry. This is probably wildly inappropriate.” He spoke softly as he approached her. “What time do you get off and would you like to get dinner with me?”