trial; JAEHWA&SULLY | we interrupt this very serious trial to bring u: comedy
With all these theories flying past him at a moderate speed, Seung began to zone out for most of the trial at this point, vacantly staring off into the space in front of him. The only investigating he’d done was find…a blood trail to say the least, but he wondered on if someone was going to bring it up– if not already, for the mun is very much in the worse state of mind to write things. Bah, whatever, the whole mystery will be solved in the end…right…?
A pun snapped him back into reality, his eyes sliding over to look in the direction of the punny fellow that had made it, almost having a grin grow on his face with a thumbs up. Except, he didn’t approve of the method of showing their arms, as much it would be logical to in a situation like this. Oh, and the suggested stripping idea was still ever so present within this trial, making him scowl a bit at the thought of him succumbing to what people had said. The nerve…!
… Oh, no, not this sort of 90’s movie cartoon whatever the hell idea.
He could feel himself get frustrated at every word that had that individual to go ahead and…!!! Ohhhh, this was annoying, why did this guy even have his goddamn voice– or at least, a voice similar to his.
Meanwhile, Suleiman Ahmed was positively glaring across the courtroom. Because fuck; his life just had to be the cruelest joke ever. If he- a singer of star-spangled fame and riches- was going to have the same voice as an antisocial gaming nerd… Fate was laughing at him, wasn’t it?
“I swear to…”
“Swear to God…”
“I hate you.”
“I hate you.”