She starts her day, like all and most days – awaking on an empty bed, except for her own being sprawled across it, and with the constant promise of a cup of coffee brewing streets away.
She tosses aside the covers, rolls off the bed, and drags herself into the shower, manages to tame her unruly mane, and sets off in her cruiser - towards the cup of coffee she so requires.
Her phone buzzes and she thumps the steering wheel before answering with: "Detective Rizzoli here."
A/N: Hi there, thank you, for the time~
A new episode airs tomorrow (or...today? Time zone differences) and, I'm sort of anxious about it so, since I have a slight fascination with clowns - the very slightest - I am tempted too by the title, the inspired idea, and lastly, it's a good chance for me to practice with this fanfic for the other fanfic (if I'm even slightly good, or simply coherent, you'll know what I'm driving at...probably...) so in conclusion, here's a wacky (probably) fast-themed (maybe) story. It has till chapter six for now because, as anxious and as distracting writing fanfics might be, I have school tomorrow. So, maybe, the episode won't even be that bad, but, I'll create my own delusion first. I could google and spoil the episode but, I'm going to Tumblr-spoil it tomorrow anyway. Pardon me if I can't use the title. Disclaimer is and will always be in my profile; I'm just specifically mentioning it here because, I really couldn't think of another title and, the idea thus inspired was from the title, and it's cool, isn't it (to me at least).
Note and maybe, a warning of sorts: I'm really bad with actual, factual stuff so, everything's made up on a whim and to some degree (some degree) of sense. (This note should apply for all the fanfics I write though...hahaha. Yet, since this particular one has the crime element (somewhat?) so, just bear this note in mind...)