The sky was pink and the clouds looked flat. I was in my car, having a small panic attack.
"Oh, hey," I leant out of the window to a brown haired guy in a denim jacket outside, "do you know where the ninety-nineth precinct is?"
"Oh, hi! Are you transferring there?" He smiled,
"Yeah, why?"
"I'm Jake Peralta."
"Skylar Lewis."
He pointed to a building, "It's just over there!"
"Thanks, dude!"
-xx-
I drove into my parking spot, humming a Beatles song. Parking, I opened my door, still cringing a little at "Thanks, dude!". Why did I say that? I am a total dumbass. Getting out, I turned around and put my phone in my pocket. I was instantly met by the two most intimidating people I have ever seen.
One was a tall guy, with muscles the size of my head, the other was a girl in black leather matching her hair.
"H-hey?"
"Oh, hello!" The tall guy turned, smiling,
"'Sup." The girl looked up,
"I'm... I'm joining the ninety-ninth precinct, where can I speak to the C.O?"
"Oh, go up the elevator, and go to the second floor, then go to Captain Holt's office."
I smiled and walked in and went to the lift.
-xx-
"Ah. You must be Skylar Lewis."
"Yes, you're Captain Holt, right?"
"Correct."
"Cool, cool, cool, I have one thing to say."
"Yes?"
"I'm a trans guy."
"Oh."
-xx-
"As your captain, I believe that I should introduce our new detective, Detective Skylar Lewis."
"Oh, you're the dude I saw!" Jake called,
"Uh, yeah, I used to work at the 69th precinct-"
"Nice,"
"-you must be Charles. Yeah, I used to work there but I needed to transfer because of... reasons."
"Ooh, intriguing." A seemingly-citizenesque person spoke,
"You must be Gina!"
"The queen."
-xx-
Later, Jake pulled me aside and asked, "Hey, why did you leave the Six-Nine?"
"Discrimination."
"What?"
"I'm very much trans."
"Oh. Oh. Ohhh."