where: some cop bar who: @conallxward & benito nieves
"The prodigal son has returned!" Benito exclaimed as he slid in the booth across from Conall, handing a tequila soda to his friend and placing the other one down on the table in front of him. "Sorry I'm late -- got completely fucked with paperwork. Apparently I still gotta fill all the same shit out even when my evidence gets taken by the fuckin' task force," the male rolled his eyes, though he quickly brushed past his own annoyance (for once) in order to direct his attention towards Conall. "So? How was the first day back? You glad to be back doing real work again instead of pencil pushing?"











