Milo

*pulls out phone, dialing* Special crimes unit. Yeah, I need to report a 10-78. *eyes never leave you* Metahuman suspect. eats inorganic material.

Num *eats him*

*disappears into your mouth*

*jaw tightens, pressing harder* You're going to jail. *reaches for pepper spray* And you're going to stop talking.

I eat pepper spray

*eyes narrow* Try this then.

*kisses back roughly* Mine. *bites your lower lip*

Good. *grabs your good arm, pulling you up* Now walk. Before I carry you.

*lifts you over his shoulder* Done.

*I look at you up and down, noticing your lingerie and the way you look tired. I clear my throat and speak in a deep voice* I'm sorry to bother you ma'am, but I'm here on official police business. Can I come in?

of course, officer. what was this about?

*I step inside and close the door behind me. My eyes scan the room, taking in the layout and the people in it. I notice you're the only one here, and I turn to you* I'm investigating a series of burglaries in the area. Have you noticed anything unusual lately?

*She hands him her phone with his number pulled up*

*I take the phone, glancing at the number before tucking it into an evidence bag.* Good. This is helpful. *I stand up, my expression unchanging.* I'm going to need you to stay here. Don't go anywhere.

Am I going to get my phone back?