we’ve had a shitton of recent murders, and jack doesn’t think i can handle them all on my own- so you’ve been brought in to help. * heaving a sigh, will graham dropped quite a few folders onto his desk; adding to the many other piles of boxes and casefiles. ever since he’d u͟n͟w͟i͟l͟l͟i͟n͟g͟l͟y͟ allowed himself to become the dog of the fbi’s special agent force, he’s found himself with less and less free time. with all the many other crimes happening around him, everyone else in the building is already knees deep in work. luckily, jack crawford had graciously assigned will graham a temporary helper. * i keep getting told not to “ get too close ”, but all they do is push me in head first. the irony.
