[center][u][b]Day 1: 27th April 2015, Monday, 7:00 PM Washington DC[/b][/u][/center]

[b]Harley[/b]

[color=f6989d]It was the night of grand day, the stars had aligned- [/color]Yeah, okay buddy, I'll handle the narration, just... just get back to your corner. Ehemm. Harley is sitting at a his work station, filing reports and call logs, lazily snacking on some sunflower seeds as time goes on. Honestly he liked the job, he got his own nice thick walled office, so the voices were just the typical weird [color=f6989d]*HEY!* [/color] ones today, and he wasn't really required to attend many meetings. His life in the Greatest Country's Capital was rather mundane though. His condo -which was more of a glorified burrow- was in the suburbs on the same riverside as the DHS HQ so no scenic bridge crossings on a sunrise for him. Additionally the DHS HQ wasn't anywhere close to the popularly known DC landmarks -in fact he couldn't even see the gosh-darn Capitol Building from here, AKA technically the tallest thing this side of the Potomac river- and his commute didn't even take him past them either. He wasn't complaining too much, the tourists never came by here, and he hears traffic is killer on 17th Street anyways.