Tony sighed and rolled his eyes.
‘I hit him once in self-defence. He was drunk and looking for a fight.’
‘You admit you killed him?’ The seated cop asked.
‘What? I just told you, he attacked me. I punched him once.’
‘Once was enough.’
‘This is a joke, right?’ He glared at each cop. ‘I barely touched him.’
‘However you clocked him proved fatal. Were you in the military, Tony?’
‘How about martial arts?’
‘No. There must be some mistake. I punched him once then ran.’
‘And he dropped dead. Manslaughter.’
‘Manslaughter! He attacked me!’
‘And you killed him.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.