Why are You Here?

Unexpected Visitation

(This is unfinished, and probably won't be continued, but since I wrote something I don't want it to go to waste)

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October 21st
11:34 pm
The Wright Anything Agency
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Whatever universe had prompted Klavier Gavin to show up at the WAA unannounced while Apollo was working had better start explaining.

Nevermind, it was easier to get an explanation from the universe than one glimmerous fop.

But here he was, knocking on the door to the small office as Apollo, up to his neck in paperwork, begrudgingly rose from his desk and walked over to the door. At first, his mind had thought it was just a client who desperately needed the help of a lawyer to come at this time. With a friendly yet serious smile plastered on his face he opened the door to begin the usual greeting for clients before he'd stopped short. Apollo then having to tilt his head up to meet the absurdly friendly face of his courtroom rival, and dare he say as of late, friend.

"What are you doing here?" Was the first thing out of the red attorney's mouth as he stared in surprise at the prosecutor on the agency's doorstep.
"Why, Herr Forehead, what a warm welcome you've given me- even after I came all this way to see you," the flashy prosecutor replied, that annoyingly bright smile on his face as he let himself into the office.
"Yeah, okay, hi- now what are you doing here?" Apollo rephrased with a grumble, shutting the door a bit harshly after the man sauntered in.

It's really not like the prosecutor hasn't been dropping by constantly as he, the defense attorney and practically the whole agency had crossed into friendly territory. Except every time he insisted on dropping in it was always when Apollo was in the office, he was friendly with Trucy, Athena and Mr. Wright. But then again he was friendly with most everyone, so at first Apollo had never thought much of it.

Only now he was trying to figure out why today of all days the man had decided to visit. Athena had already gone home for the day, and so had the Wrights- even if the older of the two had told the remaining attorney he should too. So Apollo was left all alone, with a warning to leave at least before one in the morning.

The red clad defense attorney was abruptly pulled from his confusing thoughts by a silver-ringed hand waving in front of his face,
"Ah, are you alright? You seem a little lost in thought there," Klavier spoke, and Apollo hated how amused he sounded right about now.
"It's nothing, Prosecutor Gavin, just distracted," Apollo replied, swatting the hand away before realizing the goof in his words. One, using the professional title for the man made the air a little awkward, and two, he'd practically said out loud that said man's presence distracted him. But Klavier did not seem to mind in the slightest as he sat down on the cluttered sofa and Apollo might as well have been crazy.
As much as he wanted to turn the prosecutor back out the door and tell him to come back never, a small part of him was glad for the company. There was also the issue of the fact that Klavier really just wasn't the kind of guy you're mean towards, well except for the exception of one Ema Skye, but she doesn't really count.

Oh right, and Apollo maybe sorta had a tiny, tiny crush on him.