coby sawyer didn't have the best life. she lived with her shitty mother and stepdad, who wasn't a good guy. she had a brother, but he suddenly disappeared out of thin air, barely leaving a trace of his existence. to get away from her horrible life...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧: 𝐛𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮
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𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐅 peterkin's office, her leg bouncing from anxiety. it was the day after everything that happened, the sawyer girl spending the night in a cell. and as uncomfortable it was in that cell, the girl slept pretty well knowing that her best friend didn't get into any trouble. she looked around the office, memories from last year coming into her head. she spent a lot of time in here because of how reckless she was.
"you're like a little rock in my shoe." the voice of peterkin appeared, making coby look at the door to see her. "i shake my foot, i think i've gotten it out, then dang, there it is again."
coby nodded, "nice to see you too, sheriff."
her leg stopped bouncing once peterkin had closed the door, not wanting to show her that she was nervous or anxious being here. because she wasn't. she was anxious about what was gonna happened once she got out.
"that little rock in the back of my heel makes me want to crush it." peterkin continued, looking at coby with a hard look in her eyes.
"damn." coby mumbled. "poor little rock, huh?"
peterkin glared down at the girl before she sat at her desk, opening the file that was on her desk. "four counts of assault, three of them being class 2 while the other was class a1. vandalism. trespass on protected habitat. larceny. felony destruction of property. that's quite a life you got there, jacoba."
