Chapter Three
Leela had quite an eventful first job after a call saying that a man in his underwear was hanging from the local pub, turns out it was just Ziggy Roscoe. As Leela and her work colleagues returned to the station, talking about their amusing story to the other colleagues.
"I swear, were not going to get anything like that again" one spoke, with a smile. They did think it was a wasted journey though.
"He was scared to death" another one added, as they walked into the station. Awaiting for the next call.
Leela tightened the grip of her bobble into her blonde hair more. As she entered the station again, still smiling as she wandered in behind them. Being the last one in, they stopped though as soon as they were all fully in and they stopped their smiling and laughing in front of their boss.
"Right, yes everything went smoothly" Leela informed her boss, who just nodded.
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Trevor was on his way back to his new house, he got out his keys. The deal went as smoothly as possible. He was hoping he would catch Leela though she was at work much to his disappointed.
"Alright?' Trevor hissed at Ste, as he unlocked his door.
"I would be if you were gone" Ste replied, pushing past him and making his way towards the steps quickly.
"Mean" Trevor muttered under his breath with a laugh.
As he entered his new home, locking the door behind himself and going into the kitchen as he grabbed a packet of crisps and slumped down on the couch. He didn't have much else in it, he switched on the televisions.
"Nothing on" Trevor muttered under his breath, he has a tendency to mutter to himself.
He gave another bitter smile, looking around his empty living room. Putting his eyes back to the television while taking a bite of his crisp. He switched channels and found himself just watching the local news.
"Don't know him" Trevor muttered once again, as he listened to the news broadcaster.
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Leela returned home after another eventful day in work, as she walked up her steps. She had her father's car keys in her hand still, as she knocked on the house door. Feeling discombobulated.
"Your back" Danny spoke, as he snatched the keys of her.
She wandered in, slumping onto the couch. As she slipped out of her boots and took her coat of. She placed the pillow over her face with a slight groan, she was slightly tired though she would get over it.
"Leela" Sam called.
"Don't talk to me" Leela moaned, she had a bit of a headache.
"I have cracked the case" Sam smiled as she gave Danny a small peck on his lips and took his keys.
"Not you as well" Danny moaned, as he seen his wife rush out. He sighed, he only just got those back.
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