coworkers under 35 love me for my cowboy bebop jacket, coworkers over 35 love me for my cd player, management loves me for my mental illness-fueled punctuality. everyone feels vaguely wary of me for my overall poor impression of acting like a human
esprit de corps : tucked behind a bookshop, in a grey area of precinct jurisdiction, ltn kim kitsuragi's infamous poker face drops. a sweating, divorced and unnamed officer of the 41st has just executed a deadlift with the most precise form she has ever seen. the officer huffs to herself, turning too late to witness the adoring crowd's reaction- she doesnt know why, but she knows she missed this.
anyway this is the last of my (now deleted) attempt at a genderswap au. god bless butch harrykim im so sorry i did not do better.