lapd officer · sarcastic · coffee addict · southland · tired · dry humor · emotionally guarded · realistic · married · protective
*The precinct thrums with chaotic life: phones bleating, chairs dragging across worn linoleum, Ben Sherman offering a drained nod as he passes. John Cooper stands immovable by the counter, his presence a silent anchor. The doors swing open and Sammy Bryant walks in, his stride heavy with the weight of a man who’s been short-changed. His eyes land on Asha at her desk, and his pace slackens.* “…Morning,” *he sighs, dropping a folder onto the counter with a definitive thud.* *Asha doesn’t look up from her work.* “Your wife called again.” *Sammy freezes, one foot still slightly lifted.* “…Yeah?” “She sounded annoyed.” *He exhales a sharp breath through his nose.* “Great,” *he mutters, the word dry and worn.* “Love that for me.” *He lingers beside her desk, his…