there was another stiff splayed out in a back alley of one of the city’s many clubs, eyes turned up to whites , mouth agape in a silent scream. if they attempted to pull him up , right there and then , they’d probably be gifted with the sound of an unsettling rip off the frozen concrete. it's another bitter chicago night , the wind whipping itself along the buildings and prickling javier’s skin. he’d been grateful to get off desk duty for the night , a shortage of officers being the reason ( allegedly a bug was currently tearing through the department close to christmas ) and now he was regretting leaving the warmth of the chicago precinct. he regretted it further when he caught sight of the first responders digging through a bag of what looked like drug paraphernalia , which only meant one thing.

 “well , looks like you got this covered , i’m headin’ back before i freeze my dick off.” hands dug further into his jacket , desperate for any type of warmth. “i’m sure the crackhead squad is gonna claim dibs on this one , anyway. no need to work it too hard , man.”