Seven Devils

Whatever exorcism had been performed on Remington during the pour painting seemed to have worked; her spirits were the highest they've been in a long time, and she wasn't hitting the bottle before noon. Hopefully, she wouldn't go spiraling down into another manic episode and exposing that she hadn't been going to her therapy sessions like she said she was.

Kicking the door open to the station, she had her hands full with two of the largest to-go cups she could find filled to the brim with coffee; one how her brother preferred to take his and hers with hazelnut creamer.

"Don't be alarmed, it's just me," she called out as she made her way to her office, not wanting to have a gun shoved in her face for making a commotion since she had her hands full. "Thought you could use some bean juice," she said as she handed one of the cups towards Rex. "Hopefully that's yours, I think this is the one I've been sipping on."

Now that they were adults it was weird to share drinks and cooties, so she wanted to make sure she handed him the correct drink. "Also thought you could use some company." She plopped herself down in a chair before taking a long drink from her cup, a happy sigh coming from her as the warmth spread through her. The truth was, she didn't like being alone even with how much she bitched about how annoying he was.