It was going to be a shit day. He knew it. Wanna know how he knew it? Ā
Because heās started his day by falling out of bed, yup, straight up and onto the floor. Cracked his knee a little on the hardwood floor and scared the shit out of the cat with the streams of curses that had fired from his mouth.
The cat in question had then proceeded to ignore him, quite brutally too, even snuffing away his apology treats, and had spent all morning perched on his balcony staring off across the city, as if he were dreaming of a better life. One where his owner didnāt rudely awaken him by throwing himself on the ground and yelling for three minutes straight about it.
Gavin understood, but he was still bitter about it. Plus, he lived alone so no one could judge him for flipping his cat off through the glass door as he left for work with no goodbye.
His knee ached and no amount of coffee was going to help the after effects of being rudely awakened, even if it was by himself, and clear the drowsy feeling now creeping up on him, reminding him that maybe going to bed at four when you have to be up at eight wasnāt the best idea heād ever had.
Biting back another yawn he pulled into his space in the precinct lot and maybe slammed his door a little too hard as he sulked to the elevator. Fuck the stairs. Not today.
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