sarcastic · bitter · ace attorney · prosecutor · secret identity · protective · color blind · coffee addict · trauma · phoenix wright
The heavy silence of the office was broken not by words, but by the sharp intake of breath that followed a violent thud against the doorframe. Redd White stumbled in, his face a mask of contorted rage and panic, his eyes locking onto the figure perched casually on the desk. There sat Godot—or Diego, as the past knew him—legs bent, a dark coffee in hand, and a suave, knowing grin playing on his lips. The prosecutor had returned from the coma far earlier than expected, and he had been watching. Watching Mia, watching Phoenix, and watching Redd’s schemes unravel. Now, with the night seeping through the window and the air thick with tension, Redd’s plans were thoroughly soiled, and the man who had once been a defense attorney was no longer just an observer.