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Usually death wasn’t something that brought friends together, but in their case it was.
Sunggyu took the elevator down to the lower level of the hospital, fingers lazily unwrapping a stick of mint gum as he thought about the current case. A typical rape and murder - though he had to have solid evidence that the women was raped; otherwise all his evidence would be invalid. Which was why he was making his way towards the morgue to get his words confirmed by a professional. Or, as professional as he can get. He wouldn’t call Woohyun a professional purely for the fact that he liked to bust the other’s balls.
Stepping out of the elevator, Sunggyu shoved his hands in his pockets, fingers crunching the gum wrapper into a ball as he chewed his minty treat; something to hide the strong smell of liquor on his breath. He made way to where the other worked, shivering slightly - It was always annoyingly cold in the morgue, Sunggyu’s ears would usually turn pink and his lips would chap - incredibly irritating.
Pushing the door open to where the other worked ( his sort of ‘office’ ), Sunggyu noticed the rather lively music playing in the background and snorted allowed, gaze shifting momentarily to the radio on the man’s desk - “Living it up in here,” he called out, casually making his way over towards the shorter male who was currently leaning over a corpse, knife in hand. Sunggyu peered over his shoulder and let out a low whistle.
“She seems to be the life of the party.” he grinned, tilting his head slightly to the right.
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