We hear footsteps approach the door.
The door handle rattles and the broom falls.
The door opens.
We both turn our heads to see who has opened the door. It's the janitor, Craig. His eyes widen and he drops the bottle of bleach he had been holding.
"What the hell is going on in here!?" Craig yells at us.
Both of us scrambled off of each other and stood awkwardly.
"We... uh... we fell," I manage to say.
Craig sighs and shuts the door. I look back at The Inspector; he's putting his shirt back on. It's a shame. I wish he'd keep it off so I can see his sexy abs.
"I should get going..." he says. "It's getting late, and I'm expected to be at the police station at 5pm."
I frowned, I didn't want him to leave...
"Do you have to go?" I look at the time on my phone. It's 4:30pm.
"Yes.. unfortunately."
There's a silence between us for a few seconds as he gets ready to go.
"Perhaps I could get your number? We could continue where we left off.. and not get interrupted next time" he asks. I laughed a little at his words. I guess giving him my number will be good.
"Okay." I hold out my phone, which is displaying my number, for him. He takes out his phone, puts my number in his contacts list, then tips his hat to me and walks out the door. I stand there, trying to process everything that just happened. I guess today didn't turn out to be that boring after all.