➼𝒦𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎/𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓌 𝒷𝑜𝓎𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓉𝓈 [𝟨] ✮

The back of your cop car (karlity) ♻️

This was perfect? He looked like he wasn't any more than 1-2 years older than him? He was clearly an awkward officer and he was cute as hell.
He had brown fluffy hair,he seemed nervous.
Quackity knew this was going to be easy to get out of.
He also....looked a little gay? Wich Quackity would definitely use to his advantage.
The officer gave him a soft and apologetic smile before putting his hand on Quackitys head.
"Karl J." Said his name tag.

Karl:"watch your head"
Quackity rolled his eyes and got in the back of the cop car,his hands cuffed behind his back.
Karl:"can you put that out,sir?"
Karl said,only now noticing that Quackity still had the joint in his mouth.
Quackity turned to the side and spat it on to the concrete before giving him a sarcastic smile.
Karl sighed and put the joint out with his foot before getting in the front seat.
He started the car up before getting a note pad out from the cup holder.

Karl:"alright sir,I'm gonna need you to answer some questions for me"
Quackity leaned forward to rest his head on the back of Karl's seat.
Quackity:"alright"
He said while also exhaling some of the weed from his last hit into Karl's direction.
The cop coughed and opened a window.
Karl:"sir- j-Jesus- sir,please don't do that!"
He waved his note book around to try and get the week smoke out.
Can't have the cop car smelling like weed,can we?
Quackity laughed.

Karl eventually got most of the smoke out and rolled the window back up.
He sighed,knowing that this was going to be complicated.
He turned to Quackity and looked at him for a few seconds.
Karl:"sir,I'm gonna need you to back up."
Quackity smiled and leaned back in his seat,
Manspreading.
Karl got a pen and asked his first question.
Karl:"name?"
Quackity:"Quackity"

He said,a little annoyed but also very intrigued by this zesty cop.
Karl write it down.
Karl:"last name?"
Quackity:"um...Johnson?.."
He replied,all of a sudden realizing that he could just lie.
Karl kept on writing.
Karl:"age?"
Quackity:"25."
Karl:"really?"
He asked like he was genuinely interested.
Quackity looked at him for a few seconds.
He was really cute...his eyes were like a deer in headlights,he had such a polite...vibe to him?

Quackity shifted his position and looked down for a second.
Quackity:"I'm 21."
He admitted.
Karl nodded and wrote it down.
Karl:"I'm 22,what a coincidence?"
Quackity scoffed.
Karl:"gender?"
Quackity looked up like he had to think about his answer.
Quackity:"female..."
He smiled,testing Karl.
It felt wrong to question him,so Karl just nodded unsure and wrote it down.
Quackity laughed at him.

Karl:"u-um,ethnicity?"
Quackity:"Caucasian"
Karl tilted his head.
He didn't want to 'say' anything,but he was making it clear that he didn't believe Quackity.
Quackity:"yeah,I'm British."
Karl rolled his eyes and wrote it down.
Karl:"are you SURE your from Britain?"
Quackity:"uhhh,yeah? I'm from.....new Yorkshire?"
Karl:"then where's your accent?"
Quackity:"uh...can you littwelly not hea my accent mista offica?!"
Quackity tried to say while not laughing in a absolutely terrible British accent.

He was clearly still high.
Karl rolled his eyes and put his notebook away.
He turned to the wheel while Quackity was laughing in the backseat.
Karl started to drive he car.
Quackity:"what's the rush,offica?"
He wheezed like it was the funniest thing ever.
Karl:"sir,please calm down..."
Quackity sniffed,listening to Karl and calming down a bit.
Karl:"we have a long ride ahead of us..."
Quackity smiled and playfully kicked his feet.

He looked around,the windows were tinted and it was 12PM so he couldn't see a lot.
He was quiet for a few seconds before he immediately got bored.
Quackity:"hey Karl?"
Karl:"yes?"
Quackity:"can we listen to some music please?"
Karl chuckled and looked at Quackity through the Rear-view Mirror.
Karl:"Nope,sorry,radio's only for police alerts"
Quackity:"you get those often?"
Karl:"um..."