New Pub: The back of a cop car
Aug. 12th, 2011 09:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spongetasticThis was not at all where he expected to spend his Saturday evening. He wanted to hang out with his friends and instead he was hanging out with two New York City cops. Which wouldn’t have been so bad if Peter wasn’t staring at the mesh that separated him from the front seat.
The evening started out promising with Peter sitting with his two friends on the fire escape drinking a beer. Things snowballed from there and somehow Peter ended up the only one getting busted.
The only plus side was that they didn’t cuff him or Mirandize him, so he wasn’t really under arrest. Still, Peter decided to remain silent anyway.
“We’re almost at the police station,” one of the cops warned him. “You want to call your parents?” Trick question. Peter shook his head. “Fine. Guess we get to tell them their underage son was drinking.”
Peter sank farther down in his chair. He was starting to wish the cops would arrest him. It would be a lot less painful than what his father would do once he found out.
The evening started out promising with Peter sitting with his two friends on the fire escape drinking a beer. Things snowballed from there and somehow Peter ended up the only one getting busted.
The only plus side was that they didn’t cuff him or Mirandize him, so he wasn’t really under arrest. Still, Peter decided to remain silent anyway.
“We’re almost at the police station,” one of the cops warned him. “You want to call your parents?” Trick question. Peter shook his head. “Fine. Guess we get to tell them their underage son was drinking.”
Peter sank farther down in his chair. He was starting to wish the cops would arrest him. It would be a lot less painful than what his father would do once he found out.