<div class="floatleft">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5p8pmfveE1qh8ktyo4_250.jpg)</div><em><strong>Mattias Castle</strong></em><br/><em>Waking up Saturday Morning in the Drunk Tank</em><br/><strong>Tagging- </strong>Republic City Police (Open)<hr/><br/>"Been dreaming about me again doll...errr officer...officer doll?" Matt replied with a little grin and wink before he took a sniff at his clothes. He was not about to admit it, but he was in dire need of a shower and a change of clothes. "You know I am not into wearing uniforms, but I can help you out of yours any day." Matt followed up before the LT was walking off. "By LT, see you next weekend." He waved as he was passed on to Sarg Nich.<br/><br/>"An good morning to you sarg, don't stress yourself, let me get that for ya." Matt stepped out of the cell and bent the metal bars back into place as he moved down the hall. The shameless bender helped himself to a cup of coffee and a doughnut while chuckling it up with one of the other cops who knew him by name. "Can't beat a free continental breakfast." He joked with the young man before he made his call and checked himself out at the front desk.<br/><br/>Matt walked out into the streets and decide to go home for that much needed shower and change of clothing. He stopped at the mailbox near the entrance to the apartments he lived by to pick up his mail. Humming to himself with a half eaten pastry hanging out of his mouth, he thumbed through his mail and tossed the junk mail into one of his neighbor's box, the one who always complained about all the extra junk mail he got.