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One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Floor.
That's how the saying went anyway. It didnt apply to champion drinkers like Officer Matthews. Jessica took hold of another glass, raised it to the heavens like a sword in Arthurian legend and slammed it back with another cheer from the crowd at Flannigan's Irish Pub.
She may have had a date tonight. She couldn't remember. That was four shots and six beers ago. Her hat was sitting on the bartender's head, a fair trade for when Jessica shoved her face into the sud-slinger's cleavage. She held her hand up for another round when the radio on her left shoulder crackled to life.
"104, what's your 20?"
Jessica rolled her eyes and groaned before reaching for the button. "17th and Division."
"Possible B&E at 22nd and State. Get moving."
"10-4" Jessica sighed and snatched her hat off of the girl's head. "You got lucky darling, i was about to cuff you to the bartop and have a ...a real good time."
Jess swooned as she stood up and hobbled towards the door. There was nothing quite like getting plastered halfway through a double shift. The bright light of the sun blinded her as she stepped through and shuffled up towards her police car. She was certainly in no shape to drive, but when did cops ever get pulled over for anything?
One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Floor.
That's how the saying went anyway. It didnt apply to champion drinkers like Officer Matthews. Jessica took hold of another glass, raised it to the heavens like a sword in Arthurian legend and slammed it back with another cheer from the crowd at Flannigan's Irish Pub.
She may have had a date tonight. She couldn't remember. That was four shots and six beers ago. Her hat was sitting on the bartender's head, a fair trade for when Jessica shoved her face into the sud-slinger's cleavage. She held her hand up for another round when the radio on her left shoulder crackled to life.
"104, what's your 20?"
Jessica rolled her eyes and groaned before reaching for the button. "17th and Division."
"Possible B&E at 22nd and State. Get moving."
"10-4" Jessica sighed and snatched her hat off of the girl's head. "You got lucky darling, i was about to cuff you to the bartop and have a ...a real good time."
Jess swooned as she stood up and hobbled towards the door. There was nothing quite like getting plastered halfway through a double shift. The bright light of the sun blinded her as she stepped through and shuffled up towards her police car. She was certainly in no shape to drive, but when did cops ever get pulled over for anything?