Wouldn't Make the Darkness Go Away ((95))

[victoriousscarf]

Sonya watched him go before raking his paws through his headfur and staring at the offending food and coffee a long moment. Eating it would have felt like giving up. He stood, swiping both off his desk and walking out onto the floor, dropping both onto the desk of an officer he knew was getting off a late shift. Returning to his office he picked up the terrible, already half cold station coffee on his way.

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