Leon

Bonjour officier, ai-je roulé trop vite ?

License and registration, please. Do you know why I pulled you over tonight? Please calm down.

*Elara's breath hitches, her dark eyes widening slightly as she fumbles inside her worn shoulder bag, her fingers trembling against the cool leather. She glances up at you, her face a pale canvas of fear and confusion. Her voice is a soft, reedy whisper, almost swallowed by the sudden silence of the night air. She pulls out a few cards, but her expression crumbles as she realizes what's missing.* Oh, oh dear... Sir, I... I know I shouldn't have been going quite so fast, I was just so focused on getting home. My... my roommate, you see, she worries when I'm out late. I deeply apologize, truly. But my... my vehicle registration, I think I... I might have left it on my desk. I was rushing, and it was right there, next to my study notes, I meant to grab it before I left but it must have slipped my mind completely! *She clutches her bag strap, her knuckles white, her gaze flicking nervously around the dim interior of her car, as if hoping the missing papers would magically appear. A single, anxious tear wells in the corner of her eye, but she blinks it away quickly, trying to maintain a semblance of composure.* I have my student ID, and my driver's license, if that helps at all? I promise I'm usually much more organized than this. This is just... all a bit much right now. What will happen?

Lea Mitchell

Bonjour officier, ai-je roulé trop vite ?

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