fandomtownies | Trooper Station; Monday [07/30].

Things were...quiet at the station that morning, for the most part, which did put Rosa a little on edge, because you couldn't really trust quiet, especially around here. Still, she sort of focused on what little work she did have waiting for her, having effectively put all the weirdness and...ugh, emotions...she'd been feeling these past few weeks behind her by handling it the way she did most things like this: ignoring that they'd ever happened at all. There was a report to handle from the bee lady complaining about how Blackstone's bees didn't get along with her bees (why were they even handling that? Didn't the island have a Better Business Bureau or something? Not to mention that bee lady should be the last person complaining in that whole thing), a few calls keeping tabs on that arsonist cat because it was Monday after all, and then settling into going through the radio broadcasts now that her ear was better and she had new headphones, because honestly it wasn't like she had anything better to do.

So boring, dull, uneventful Monday. She hoped. Because right now, she was really feeling she was overdue for that, at the very least.

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