Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2013 4:38:16 GMT
EAT A DICK
FEATURING @nan03
Raul pats his pockets, as someone searching for their car keys, and then frowns, as someone who hasn't found them. He turns on his heel before he reaches David, circling back to his desk, sitting on the edge when he leans over and digs in a drawer where the mailman can't see.
With a grin, he pulls a pair of handcuffs into David's sight, grinning at him. He stands up straight, and as he walks towards him, his brow furrows again, in thought. He counts, on the fingers of his free hand as he goes through the Miranda warning, as if he's studying for some sort of test and unsure of his answers.
One. "Right to remain silent." Two. "May be used against you in court." Three. "Right to an attorney." Four. He pauses at this one, hisses in frustration - well, shit.
With a grin, he pulls a pair of handcuffs into David's sight, grinning at him. He stands up straight, and as he walks towards him, his brow furrows again, in thought. He counts, on the fingers of his free hand as he goes through the Miranda warning, as if he's studying for some sort of test and unsure of his answers.
One. "Right to remain silent." Two. "May be used against you in court." Three. "Right to an attorney." Four. He pauses at this one, hisses in frustration - well, shit.
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