Tucker
“What the f**k is this meeting?" I have a seat next to Ransom.
I was awoken by a phone call saying that every available officer in the area needed to report to the Laurel Springs PD for a mandatory meeting.
“No fuckin' idea," he yawns. “My ass was asleep, I didn't even brush my hair."
Glancing up at him, I see that it's every which way, and Rambo is most definitely asleep at his feet.
“Same." I grin.
“f**k you, dude, you don't even have to brush your hair."
“I was still woken up, so don't b***h at me like I don't understand your plight."
He rolls his eyes. “Do you have to use such big words?"
“Yes, yes I do."
He flips me off, and right as I'm about to say something else to him, Mason steps in front of the group. “I'll be giving a briefing in just a few minutes, if everyo
