It has been a long and hard 3 days, we’d finally managed to bungkus, balut up a huge case. And as usual, I walk into Mac’s office and we spill our thoughts together, it often helps after big cases. And plus; I always just like to know that Mac is okay.
I watch him sigh and rub the back of his neck; he looks way too tense and exhausted beyond belief.
I wanted so badly to walk over and place my hands on his shoulders, relieve some of the stress. Maybe nuzzle the side of his neck and...
Anyway, it looked like something was troubling him, so I try to say something reassuring.
“You know Mac, we got him...
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