All I have is a love that set my world on fire. Who: Lex Forsyth (lex_forsyth) and Theo Montclaire (theophile) What: Stopping by for food. Where: Diner. When: Thursday night. Warnings: None.
In this job there wasn't really such a thing as a routine. Definitely there was the same old things to do in the morning and before he went to bed, but inbetween there were days where all he did was read stacks of papers, and there were other days where the world collapsed around him like someone had lined all the dominoes up in place and pushed the first one over, just to see what happens.
Today had been something inbetween. Paper-pushing in the morning and chasing people down, shooting at and getting shot at all throughout the afternoon. Now was the time where he could let his guard down - where he could just sit down, eat in relative peace and not worry about the dangers that came with the job. About the only dangerous thing here was the fact that he had not been here before; the food was going to surprise him in one way or the other.
It was usually always moments like these where he found himself again, and not the person he had to be in his line of work. It was both refreshing and a bit of a relief - there were days he thought he had lost himself forever to the world he constantly immersed himself in.