//I just can't be bothered with a layout but I could always make a temp pinned to appease my nitpicking/perfectionist bs

A clatter of movement swung his attention to the wide frame of the administration desk bearing bloody fingerprints. In the silence, he heard a tense pause of breath, the pistol he carried slowly lowering.

"It's okay, you can come out," his voice attempted quiet assurance, "I just want to talk..."

//I know, it's kinda discouraging but rp is one of those hobbies that takes persistence and patience 💧 hopefully things will pick up for us small/dead fandom roleplayers and more interest will spark! You're always welcome to interact with Joseph btw 🤝

//OH SHIT HERE THEY COME 😭😂 I'm assuming ppl here are just as cat brained as me lmao

A tap on his window startled the detective, wooden chair creaking as he leaned an elbow on the armrest to make out the [reader's] form behind the curtain. Opposing hand grazed his firearm while he sipped from his mug.

"I'm not inviting you in, and I'm obviously off the clock. How did you find me?"