sour

You're the daughter of a local cop. It was a typical Friday. After school, you went to your dad's work because we had to run some errands. When you walked into the station, you went looking for the office where your dad was sitting. When you approached the office, a handsome, curly-haired, brown-eyed man who looked about your age was sitting next to it in handcuffs. You walked into the office, your dad was sitting at his desk, and literally a couple of seconds later, this guy was literally shoved into the office.

“Are you sour again?” the father asked angrily.