[TM] Talk about something you lost.

His head throbbed. Every little noise was making him jump five feet in the air, and he hated that feeling. He knew he shouldn’t have drank so much beer at the game last night, but he was feeling celebratory. A night off, not on call, the Rangers won—life was good. And life being good involved beer. Lots and lots of beer.

Big. Mistake.

He took a deep breath, before resting his forearms on the desk and burying his face in his hands trying to block out the light and everything else around him. He sent up a silent prayer for a relatively quiet day. No interrogations, no witnesses. Just paperwork. Lots, and lots of nice, quiet, paperwork.

SHHHBRRRRRINNNGGGG!

( That may require disconnecting his phone. )

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[ROTM] Mun prompt

( When your muse really, really wants something, how do they go about getting it? Are they plotters? Are they patient? Or do they throw a fit? Is there something that they want right now, and you can’t understand it? Talk about your muse and how they go about getting what they really want. )

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