Jul 9, 2015
RUNNING BUDDIES
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(...That was a rude interruption. How am I supposed to get paperwork for the trial done? How is the world going to know the--)
(...Huh?)
A familiar face! Phoenix knew that red hair from miles away. That man was the man that tossed him carelessly over the shoulder after he had won a poker game--and dragged him all the way to a train station. The brunet knew that face.
And...that familiar face was approaching him now.
“...I didn’t get to thank you last time,” Phoenix said with no smile on his face. Even though he was glad to see his hero, he his mind was muddled with other things. “I never got your name either--I’m Phoenix Wright.”