3 weeks for DW!

Ok, so writing a story every day to celebrate going back to school didn't really pan out. Ok you guys, I'm going to do it for realz this time you guys. For 3 Weeks for Dreamwidth, I'm going to write (probably itty-bitty) drabbles and post them only on my DW - No crossposting to LJ.

I've been at DW for a year now. I joined, well, not quite on a whim, but with few expectations. DW has impressed me time and again, and now I consider it my main hub. I still check and post to LJ, but I come to DW first.

I still have three invite codes, in case anyone is interested in testing the waters here.
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3w4dw drabble - Ace Attorney

Title: untitled
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nope
Author's note: For Three Weeks for Dreamwidth

Wright had already collapsed on his books and was drooling away on his trial notes. Miles sipped his cooling tea and watched his erst-while adversary nap, looking more like an exhausted college student during finals than an experienced lawyer well-honed by years at court. Research was clearly one of Wright's weak points, though as far as Miles could tell (and as much as he hated to admit it), Wright's clients didn't seem to suffer from it.

He was lucky, extraordinarily so. Unfairly so. Idiotically so.

Still. Miles set the tepid tea down. Still, he was finding it harder to begrudge Wright his requests. Despite the facts that a) they sat on opposite sides of the judicial system and b) Wright fell asleep during Mile's lectures.

Still.

Miles adjusted the tea cup on its platter, then stacked his notes into a neat pile. Wright stirred a bit and Miles thought he might have wakened him at last, but Wright just mumbled and shrugged his shoulders, then snored. Miles stretched out his hand and put it gingerly on top of Wright's head, his fingers sinking into the ridiculous spikes which were soft against his skin.

Clearly the night of studying was canceled.

Miles found himself not minding.