Namjoon was drinking his beer as usual, this had become his cycle, he was always like this after his wife died.

We were in this fucking autumn as usual, I was having my drink in the usual pub. The constant ringing of my phone was making me extremely angry, but luckily I had already turned off my phone. I looked up when I felt someone touch my shoulder.

"What? Who are you?" I said sternly, definitely smelling of alcohol in my mouth.

He cleared his throat. "Are you a lieutenant, lieutenant Kim?" I frowned when he said that.

"Yes it is, what do you want? Leave me alone." I said sternly.

He cleared his throat. "I found you at Pub 4, so I can't lose, we've been assigned to a case and you need to come with me." I sighed.

"Fuck, lawsuit again? I've left all this behind now-" I said.