This label was put on the microwave at the LA precinct the moment Detective Ema Skye was hired.
Or maybe two weeks after she was hired, when a poor patrol officer walked in to find the kitchen covered in an unidentifiable goo, the microwave smoking, and Ema excitedly jotting down notes in the middle of it all.
(I’m not sorry at all)
when someone walks into a room where you are playing piano and they are very surprised to see you playing the piano
Polly spend his free time coming up with puns for court
U fuckin’ liar