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Dove chuckled, âThen itâs probably you, chief.â She gave Duk finger guns before she pulled a face similar to what it would look like if you smelled something sour, âYou sound like a fucking op, you know that, but I donât have any cousins younger than me, and if I did, I wouldnât give alcohol to minors, officer.âÂ
Duk rolled his eyes, but chuckled good-naturedly when Dove did the finger guns at him. âI can assure you, I am a boring straight man.â He stated, putting a hand on his chest as though admitting it aloud wounded him, pulling a foolish face as he did so. âA fucking op? Christ. You really do wound me, Dove! The last time I was even remotely a police officer, I was seven, I was Robocop, and it was Halloween.â










