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The sound of some disco song playing in the back blasted across the house. Branzy was digging his nails into the palm of his hand as he made his way through the crowd being bumped into every other step by people not having a care in the world.
His red solo cup was in his spare hand; he glanced down to his left like he was looking for something he knew wasn't there today. Ophelia, his wonderful service dog; she's the best dog you could imagine having, though she wasn't wanting to take her today to this party as he would rather Ophelia not getting hurt from someone tripping over her or maybe grabbing her.
Branzy made his way to the back door, sliding it open and stepping out to get a breath of air.
Branzy turned his head hearing sirens in the distance nearing; he bit his lip seeing the red and blue lights approaching the house. He sighed, glancing around to see if the fence had a gate which to his dismay seemed it had a lock on it.
Branzy turned his head as he heard a loud knock on the front door and a couple half screams. He saw some police enter through the glass door and sighed, walking in.
The police seemed to be making people line up and put their hands upwards. A check for drugs he wonders as he did notice some of the others here had drugs.
Two girls Branzy did not recognize were getting searched; the cops had made the other girl take off her checkered sweater which the girl seemed displeased about. Branzy glanced at the officer that's with the dog and paused, cause oh is he tall. Not like the oh okay you're tall whatever, no its the tall that has you biting your lip, the six foot and above tall.
The officer had long black hair tied into a messy bun, but it was clearly a man not a woman. He had a mask covering his mouth and the typical police uniform minus the police patch instead of just saying police it said K9 police.
If Branzy had to admit, the officer was kind of attractive. That’s beside the point though as he is being shoved to get into the line as well.
“Put your hands up.”
Branzy huffed but complied, putting his hands up as the officer had the k9 smell in the next row of people. Branzy felt like he was going to be nauseas because sure he's not technically doing anything illegal he is the legal drinking age and he did not do any drugs, but he knows for a fact that there are a few people here who are barely 18.
He really hopes he doesn't get sent to jail overnight cause of this he could lose his job! That would be just downright upsetting. Then again that might be better if he's sent to jail because you know, free housing and food, right?
The k9 stopped on some kid who looked 19 max and sat down staring at the dude. Another officer came over, grabbing the kid, and pulling him aside.
Branzy stared at the officer and debated acting out just so that they'd grab him but then cut that thought of quickly because that would just be stupid.
The k9 finally approached him with the officer holding the leash of course, the k9 sniffed near his pockets before moving more up to sniff his waist before pulling back as if he’s thinking about something, Branzy bit his lip cause like hey he did not have any drugs on him come on!
The German Shepard took a quick sniff again before deciding he didn’t have anything and moved to the next person allowing Branzy to get out of line and go to his car or grab anything.
Branzy didn't take a second quickly turning on his heel and walking over to the couch grabbing his bag and siding his coat on then quickly left the house not wanting to be in there any longer.
Branzy fumbled for his car keys out of the side pocked of his backpack as he walked around to the driver’s side of his car unlocking it and siding in the seat.