-there was a soft but audible knock on the door of Asher’s office. Upon opening the door he was greeted with the sight of prosecutor Felix Silverton a ever so slightly concerned expression on her pale face-
“Heya pal, so thought I’d uh drop by and inform you of something. Miles started doing the uh thing again, like the whole locking himself in his room talking to himself thing I think he’s playing the Beatles too?- look all i know from what I’ve been able to gather from his long long ramblings is that he’s trying to convince himself he’s over brathworth and over your fling- I would really appreciate help before he starts playing his queen mix tape on stereo because then there’s no way of saving him-“
-Felix Silverton (@the-prosecutor-siblings )
Asher had to place his pen down for a brief moment, quickly processing Felix's words before he looked up at her. His eyes dull, before a small sparkle showed on them and he dropped his pen, taking a deep breath. “sure, i can try to help him out.” He nodded. Before he stood up from his chair, taking quick short steps towards felix and standing beside her, his jacket over his shoulders becore he looked again at her.
“lead the way” His voice was low- as usual, but he sounded a handfull tired overall. He might or might not have been overworking prior this, but thatd be an issue for later. Hed need to help miles out now.
