[Kay takes a deep breath and stares at the files in her hands. Her heart is racing in her chest, she's all dressed up in a suit but has kept the giant key hairpin and her scarf, which is adorned with her prosecutor's badge.]
Um...o-okay! [That came out more abruptly than she intended. Nerves. The butterflies in her stomach that had been fluttering like mad over breakfast were now on a sugar high.] The defendant's name is Homer Cyde, and he's accused of murdering Vic Tym. Cause of death...uh...blunt force trauma to the head... [The nerves are really beginning to show.]
IT'S FINE and I have a journal but I'm too lazy to log out of this one
Um...o-okay! [That came out more abruptly than she intended. Nerves. The butterflies in her stomach that had been fluttering like mad over breakfast were now on a sugar high.] The defendant's name is Homer Cyde, and he's accused of murdering Vic Tym. Cause of death...uh...blunt force trauma to the head... [The nerves are really beginning to show.]