A dead body laid right in front of her. Not just any body, his body. Her best friend. She had felt an awful sensation in her body, she felt nauseous. Before anyone had caught a glimpse of her, she had rushed to the restroom to dispose of that negative feeling.
Too bad it never went away.
More cops had arrived, they had already been taking notes on the subject. When she returned, they looked at her in a suspicious manner, as if she had something to do with this.
"Miss Judy, would you mind answering a few questions?" One politely requested. She only shook her head, speechless.
"I know you and Mister Nick were very close, but you need to be able to help us, and you, with this case." She once again slowly shook her head, feeling warm tears slide down her face, forming a puddle as they fell onto the ground.
"Where were you, during this time we suspect this event happened?" She had tried to sound as tender as possible, but this only made the small rabbit break down into more tears, letting her kneel down on the floor, resting her face in her hands.
"Sleeping, probably." She murmured.
"Excuse me?"
"Sleeping." She spoke louder that time, looking up at the young cop.
"Judy, I'm sorry for your loss. We'll call you up when we figure out what had happened, but just to let you know, we're going to check up on someone to see if your alibi is true." The rabbit only stood up and walked out the door.
Once she was alone, she fell down and broke down into more tears. How could she do this to her best friend?