Dry Cleaning (слэш)

Barba had never paid much attention to the timer ticking steadily on his wrist. So perhaps it wasn't a surprise that he barely spared a second glance at his wrist that day.
If he had, he might've noticed that zero was approaching far more rapidly than he had anticipated.
And he might've been prepared for the moment he stepped off the elevator at SVU only to walk directly into a cup of coffee that spilled all over his tan suit.
Barba stood, stunned, as coffee slowly seeped into his suit. "Well that's a hell of a greeting," he said.