Closed Starter For: @mirayaslan

Jay Halstead can arrest me any day of the week.

jay “hot damn” halstead [17/??]

JAY HALSTEAD in CHICAGO P.D. (3x01)

COOPER HAWKINS : TASK 001

Instagram Captions Below (Cooper does not take social media seriously)

ONE: Austin & Cooper. That's it. That's the caption.

TWO: Hunter & Cooper on a mission.

THREE: WINTER IS COMING.

FOUR: Have a Cigar why don't ya?

FIVE: When you're semi friends with your ex. Hi Noora

SIX: Cooper, Hunter & Jolie take on a game. What game? I don't know.

SEVEN: Alexandra stop starring at me.

EIGHT: Austin needs help.

NINE: Everyone meet Thor, this is my sisters dog. Not mine. I told her not to get a dog but does she listen? No.

It had been such a long time since Cooper had seen Brooklyn. The last time he'd seen her the man made a complete fool of himself. There was no happy medium when the forty year old was wasted beyond compare. He was either a sloppy, emotional mess or he was a hot-headed asshole. Sadly for Brooklyn that day, the man was a sloppy, emotional mess. The man tried to avoid her ever since. Trying to stay as quiet as possible to not say anything else even more stupid, Cooper nodded his head "You look beautiful." Was all he could say because it was the truth. He was surrounded by beautiful women in New York. Clearing his throat, Cooper folded his arms across his chest and nodded his head "It's alright. Last night I got stupid drunk and have had a massive headache all day. " Bitting his lips out of habit, Cooper continued with "Anyone I need to beat up for you? Cause you know I will." He said honestly but then nodded once more "A drink. But uh.... don't let me get the way I did last time."

Location: Gala Status: Closed @coopereliashawkins

"Fancy seeing you here." she hummed as she approached Cooper. " hope your night has been progressing better than mine." She was over the public interaction. She wanted nothing more than to head home. "A drink?"

closed starter for: @sanctimoniicus

location: memorial gala // the suites

Cooper wanted nothing more than to get beyond wasted. This week needed to be over and it needed to be the weekend already. Shitty news from back home that somehow got back to him. He only talked to his mother and little sister but barley. His parents were getting an award and a street named after them and the mayor of Southport in North Carolina wanted the whole family there. The whole family, that meant Cooper. Cooper had to go and he just simply did not want too. Simply could not go. Thank god there was free booze tonight because Cooper was plastered. He was walking up to his room to drink himself to sleep when Cooper saw who was coming "What the fuck are you looking at? Leave me fuckin be and let me drink my free fuckin booze." Cooper spat at Remington and then shook his head "What do you want? I'm not on the fuckin clock." Cooper shrugged and looked down at the ground for a moment then continued with "What do you want Bishop?"

Coopers heart was racing a million miles per minute. He was bound to run into someone he knew at this stupid gala that he did not want to be involved in. Thankfully it wasn't his first ex, it was Morgan. His recent one and fuck the man didn't realize how much he missed her till now. He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair before approaching her "Morgan." Cooper said as quietly as possible hoping to god she didn't hear him "Tequila. Always Tequila."

Location: Gala Status: Open @thefallstart

Morgan didn't get why she needed to be here, yeah it was for appearances, NYPD's standing with the tragic murder.. blah blah blah. She was in narcotics, not homicide. She was just on edge considering the jades and her fellow cops were all in one room together. While the other gang members knew of her past connection, she did well to hide that in the workplace. "Your strongest drink please," She ordered at the bar, looking around she nodded hello to the person next to her.