[h1][b][i][color=8882be][center]Lyndsay White[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/JyJtHX2gMDRL2/giphy.gif[/img] [/center] [hr][hr] Lyndsay held the door open for yet another police officer who seemed to stream in from the streets, offering them a polite smile, but she didn't politely wait behind them on the stairs, she slinked past them, making herself small against the wall as she overtook, calling a small [color=8882be][b]"Excuse me, Sir"[/b][/color] as she passed. She felt sorry for him, he looked a year from retirement, red and neck straining at the effort of the stais. She was used to them, and being athletic only helped. She got to her door and was about to open it, when yet another police officer came out from it. He gave her a once over look, before opening his mouth, she beat him to it. [b][color=8882be]"I've already been questioned downstairs, thoroughly" [/color][/b] She tried to be as polite as she could, but she was growing weary with the whole day, and he was standing inbetween her and the person who's welfare she cared about most, and it was ticking her off. Her tone of voice has been short, and the officer, who looked fresh out of the academy, eyed her nervously, asif unsure what to do. She offered another small smile, and stepped aside to let the officer past, who decided against pressing her further, tipped his cap at her and went on his way. She closed the door behind him, with a little huff that made her head sway. With the closing of the door, music began to blare throughout the sound system build into the ceilings, and she smiled to herself. Turning into the main room she saw Cam sat in one of the chairs, slumped and looking defeated. She returned his smile and made her way over to him, her fingers stroking through the crown of his hair, thumbs brushing softly over his closed eyelids. [color=8882be][color=8882be][b]"I think that's a good idea, I'll come too."[/b][/color][/color] Her fingertips continued their soft pursuit over the stress creases of his forehead, the soft crinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiled. [color=8882be][b]"Today sucked, huh?"[/b] [/color] It was a simple statement, knowing he wasn't really in the mood for prying or questioning. She rested her hands on either arm of the chair, leaning herself down to press a soft kiss against his forehead, peppering a trail of soft kisses down his face, finally landing one softly against his lips. [b][color=8882be]"Come on, we both need a distraction"[/color][/b] Her head gestured towards the bedroom, another kiss pressing against the corner of his mouth. She was more than ready to lose herself from reality and be done with the day.