William’s suit gets rumpled.

“I defend people who seem to be working on their own prosecution, a case that requires longstanding punishment.”

“Mainly with a rumpled suit.”

“I can see why. I just feel them as magnets drawing all this shit towards themselves. It’s like I am watching myself stand in this river as dregs curve around me towards them. I stand there hammering out statements on their behalf, all while mentally they are losing.”

“Is this your excuse for the loss?”

“I’m saying its read as a loss as clients might scream at me later if they’ve finished the day in handcuffs. But they’ve lost long before this. They are trying to lose. They are punishing themselves for something, and it’s their mind that makes it happen.”

“Sounds depressing.”

“I can say the same for my mother who mainly calls to tell me all the people dying in her life. Almost like she’s burning down the forest in her radius and calling to tell me how sad it is that she has no trees to catch shade from.”

“Your making me sad.”

“No I’m not doing anything.”

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