Diaz & Ass; Monday [12/27].

[died8yearsago]

Rosa sighed a little, shaking her head, before taking a sip of her coffee to attempt to at least wash a little of the bile of annoyance back down her throat. Really, at this point, she should not be surprised, what with her experience on this island, but, at the same time, it really astonished her that this sort of thing was still a constant, even after all these years, even when she wasn't even at the trooper station anymore. The biggest different was that they just sent her emails instead of phone calls, and she didn't have the convenience of just sending troopers off to go deal with them.

But, for probably the hundredth time since last week, Rosa set aside her mug long enough to just copy-paste the now rote message she was using to respond to a certain subset of emails she'd been receiving:

No, we will not be accepting jobs to help you find your 'missing days.' There was a thing. Those days are gone now, we will not be 'investigating' where they went in the hopes that they will be returned to you some day. That is not how time works.

I will gladly help you find your head, though. You appeared to have shoved it right up your ass.

Don't worry, that one's on the house, pro bono.

What? She was clearly a professional here.

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[alwaysonguard]

The day was already several hours gone, by the time Dwight got ready to head out for the day. A few hours down in the workshop had kept him busy until the sun was up enough to get to the morning walk.

So, with an energetic pup in tow, Dwight headed out, stopping for a moment next door. He figured it was the good neighborly thing to do to check in and see how Rosa and Miguel were doing.

"Morning neighbor," he said as he stood in the doorway and poked his head in slightly, the fur ball running around his feet excitedly in an attempt to get him all tangled up in the leash. "Wanted to welcome ya back earlier but ya know... island got a bit crazy on us...again..." he added with a slight head shake.

[died8yearsago]

And, in a move that probably surprised absolutely no one paying attention, Rosa just looked up from her emails to meet that kind, neighborly greeting with a hard stare that may as well have lasted a few hours.

Eventually, she glanced down toward the dog bbeforelooking back up to Dwight and adding a lift of her eyebrow.

[alwaysonguard]

"Oh that's right," Dwight said after a moment. "You haven't met the little guy yet. This is Snoopy" he said with a grin as the pup stopped trying to chew his shoe laces and looked up at Dwight as he heard his name and gave a playful yip.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa took a moment to sip her coffee, eyes seeming to stay on Dwight the whole time, and they only fell back to the dog when she set the mug back down as well. But only for a moment longer, before she was looking at Dwight again, this time with impatient expectation.

[alwaysonguard]

Ah yes, there it was. The Rosa stare and glare. She never did disappoint with that.

"Anyway, just wanted to swing by. If ya ever want to join us at the park, I'm sure Snoopy would love to meet Anna."

And you know, might be a good excuse to get Rosa out of the office- for something non-work related for a change ya know?

[died8yearsago]

Mmmm.

Pass.

She literally spent the majority of last month out of the office, Dwight! So...there.

And so guess who was just going to keep staring and waiting for Dwight to say something apparently worth involving herself in? Go on. Guess.

[alwaysonguard]

"Well, I'll let you get back to those obviously riveting emails of yours."

Yes, he had seen the scowls and glares burning holes into the computer screen when he first walked in.

"Don't have too much fun!"

[died8yearsago]

For the briefest flicker of a moment, it looked as though Rosa might...actually have said something in response to that, but she very clearly thought better of it and swallowed whatever it was back down with another gulp of coffee from her mug. Then she shook her head, spared another glance toward the dog (was she looking at him again because he was too cute not to? Or just double-checking to make sure he hadn't gone and made a mess out of the office or anything like that? Hard to tell, honestly; could be either, maybe even both), before her eyes dedicatedly just went back to the computer, leaving the only response Dwight was going to get to be the steady clicking of her resumed typing.