fic: winter kill (1/2)
“You said it was an emergency.” Wright didn’t even have the decency to look ashamed. “It is an emergency,” he insisted. “Look at him.” Summoned urgently to Wright & Co Law Offices, Miles Edgeworth finds himself out of his depth. ~3k part 1, Narumitsu. Set shortly after 1-4 Turnabout Goodbyes. Mostly angst.
Propelled by its third call in half as many hours, Miles Edgeworth’s phone skittered his desk, carving a short path through neat stacks of paper and disrupting his already-strained attention to dull post-trial paperwork. He did not bother to pick the phone up, or flip the phone over to check the caller ID on the screen. He didn’t need to; he knew it would be the same person who had called last, the same person who had called the time before that. He glared at the phone, willing its ring to stop.
There was nothing he needed to discuss with Phoenix Wright.
Perhaps Wright had chosen to extend his holidays well into the new year and was seeking mindless chit-chat to fill his time, but Miles had no use for such idleness. After being released from detention, Miles spent two days at home with nothing to occupy him but his thoughts and no company but the furnishings of a life he now recognized as a lie. By New Year’s Eve he was back at the prosecutor’s office.
“I didn’t expect to see you so soon,” Chief Prosecutor Skye had said, a judgment masquerading as concern. But returning to work was a matter of self-preservation. Busyness was a lifeline; boredom was anathema.
Watching the phone buzz, Miles considered his options. If he said as much to Wright, he might find a hobby beyond badgering Miles with unwanted calls.
Or Wright might take it as an invitation to do something interminably stupid, like show up at Miles’ office with a cake and balloon animals. Ugh. Not worth the risk.
