11-11-2018, 04:28 PM
Martin wasn't entirely convinced of Ezra's statement, but there was nothing more he could do now - and he certainly wasn't about to go and talk to the redheaded guy, convince the two to get back together... Martin was selfish in that regard; but he didn't let it show or affect him as he started driving back towards his apartment. Ironically enough, Martin lived just a few blocks away from where Ezra did, and neither man even knew it.
The apartment looked old and decrepit, much like all of these older buildings did in this part of town - it wasn't exactly the safest neighborhood either, so it helped that Martin was a cop and no one really messed with him or Eliza.
Martin parked his police-issued cruiser in his parking space and sighed tiredly. He glanced at the clock display in the dashboard and cursed loudly, slamming his palm against the steering wheel. "I got *so* fucking caught up in everything that happened... I didn't even realize just what time it was, or the day..." Martin said, pointing to the display "It's nowhere near time for Eliza to be comin' home from school... We have three more hours!"
The apartment looked old and decrepit, much like all of these older buildings did in this part of town - it wasn't exactly the safest neighborhood either, so it helped that Martin was a cop and no one really messed with him or Eliza.
Martin parked his police-issued cruiser in his parking space and sighed tiredly. He glanced at the clock display in the dashboard and cursed loudly, slamming his palm against the steering wheel. "I got *so* fucking caught up in everything that happened... I didn't even realize just what time it was, or the day..." Martin said, pointing to the display "It's nowhere near time for Eliza to be comin' home from school... We have three more hours!"
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