Meeting John Carter, the police officer

You're sitting on the trunk of a Police car, looking at your phone, thinking, Man, that was crazy . . .when a Police officer walks up to you and says, "So, Can you tell us what happened? We need more info to start a case." You look up to see a pale-skinned, deep-blue eyed man, with sandy brown hair, in his early 20's. You respond with, "Well, I guess so. So, I signed up for a nightguard shift and I was sitting in the office when I saw one of the animatronics, Bonnie in the window. When I got up to say hi, he grabbed my arm and dragged me to the stage. I yelled for help but, no one came because all the robots were standing on the stage. Bonnie threw me on the stage and some guy tried to put some robot spare head on me---" You stop talking to look to your right because something catches your eye. A police officer is walking in your direction of the cop standing in front of you. The cop you were talking to turns to you and says, "Um, be right back, ok?" You look at him and nod. He walks off to the other cop and whisperers something to the cop. The other cop smirks and says, "Ohhhh. I'm so telling her." and starts to walk over to you. The blue-eyed cop stops the other cop and says, "No! Not yet. I'll tell her." The other cop says, "You better. Or I will." The blue-eyed cop looks over at you and you look away, blushing. 'Does he like me?! I hope not. I'm only (Y/A). He looks like he's 24!', you think. The blue-eyed cop walks over to you and says, "Um, you can go home now, if you want. It's getting kind of late. Your parents might be worried about you..." You look at him and say, "Ya, I guess I should get going." You hop off the trunk of the car and dust yourself off. The blue-eyed cop says, "Oh, by the way, my name is John Carter. What's yours?" You say, " *(Y\N). My name is (Y\N)." John takes out a piece of paper and hands it to you. "Here's my number if you need anything." You take the paper and stick it in your pocket. "Ok, thanks. I better get going. Bye, John!" As you start to walk away, he yells, "Bye, you, too!" You turn around and wave bye. You cross the street and start a long walk home . . .