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05

05. glad you're back

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I pinched my nose as i stared at the computer all day, eyes burning, watering. These glasses did not work. I just wanted to go home and sleep, try. I finished my last paperwork and headed out. 75 floors later, i stepped out of the Oscorp building and headed home. It was a Friday night, everyone was out and about and having fun.

"Ah! Devon-tron!" Foggy steps out of the building complex and Matt behind him. Thats a new name. Foggy always had a new nickname whenever he sees me, sees what suits me best. "You look-"

"Tired?"

"Sure." He jokes around. "Looks like you need a drink." I leaned against the front door and watch them stand below me. "I'll got the first round."

"Hes not going to give up, might as well come." Matt chuckles and makes room for me. I gave in and started walking with them. Foggy went on and on about their life in college. We head into a bar called Josies, we started drinking. "Dr. Devon Hobbs, wow." Matt chugs his shot.

"Not yet." I nodded, rubbing my temples. "Just love the whole 'hearing a guy who's so cocky about his title, but cant do the job right'."

"Why cant you show him how its done?" Matt leans over to me, nudging my arm. I tried hiding a smile, but Matt kept going. Since I moved here, Matt and Foggy have been good to me, too good. For the longest time, i got friends. I never had them. Foggy creeps up, giving us a few more shots.

"A toast, to our new best friend, Devon." We raised our glasses and chugged. We spend god knows how many hours at Josie's, it was fun, seeing the boys like this, all happy and goofy. When it came to an end, i was the sober one, making sure Foggy got into a taxi and helped Matt walk home and to his loft above me.

I tossed my keys into the bowl, going to my room and getting my computer and papers. The papers were scattered around the floor and coffee table as I looked into Matt and Foggy. Force of habit. They are nice people but its me.

Foggy, aka Franklin Percy Nelson, lived in Hell's Kitchen, family owns a butcher shop, went to Columbia university, he was good student, passed all his classes, he did theatre camp ages ago. But Matt, he was interesting.

Matthew Michael Murdock, hes the son of a boxer, Jack Murdock who was murdered in cold blood, nothing on his mom. He was nine when he had an accident where he went blind. When his father died, Matt was sent to Saint Agnes orphanage, where he had stayed until 18. During those years in the orphanage, he stayed quiet. He went to Columbia university, met Foggy. His grades started slipping one year, the same year Roscoe Sweeney was taken and sent to prison. Then, his grades went back again as if nothing happened. And after that, the rest is fine.