"Yea, we missed Mardi Gras by a couple weeks, but New Orleans is still a fun place." He smiles despite his ears still ringing from the Sheriff's gunshot, relaxing a bit with the Deputy, something about the man calmed him, despite his large stature.
"Yea, I can write up a statement. I don't see why not." A bit of eagerness enters his voice, but it is quickly replaced by disbelief, "My friends just left me?" He slumps in his chair. "Why would they just leave me? I've known Justin and Ryan since middle school. They're my best friends." He nearly sounds as though he were going to cry.
He goes to nervously run his fingers through his only to have them jolted from the restraints, "Dammit." He yanks at them a few times, "Could you take these off, please? And can I call my parents? Please." His blue eyes plead for this small kindness.
"Yea, I can write up a statement. I don't see why not." A bit of eagerness enters his voice, but it is quickly replaced by disbelief, "My friends just left me?" He slumps in his chair. "Why would they just leave me? I've known Justin and Ryan since middle school. They're my best friends." He nearly sounds as though he were going to cry.
He goes to nervously run his fingers through his only to have them jolted from the restraints, "Dammit." He yanks at them a few times, "Could you take these off, please? And can I call my parents? Please." His blue eyes plead for this small kindness.