Chapter 365

“Oh, my fucking God,” Eric groaned.

The four of you were standing in the corridor outside of Court Six, the moderately cooler air and walking around a little helping to wake you back up after the two hours in the stuffy courtroom.

“Alright, so it’s not exactly a thrilling ride,” Gemma said, stretching her back a bit as she winced. The chairs were already starting to get to all of your asses with their shitty ‘padding.’ “But Garrison seems to be in control of things, at least.”

“I wouldn’t go that far,” Sabrina sighed. “His opening statement was clearer than the opposing counsel, but he didn’t exactly fire up the judge.”

“Maybe it’s a strategy,” you pointed out. “If he’s dealt with the judge before, maybe he knows that righteous indignation or dramatics would hurt him more than help.”

“Yeah, well I could use some righteous indignation right about now,” Eric grunted. “I’m gonna look for a snack machine, do you guys want anything?”

You, Gemma and Sabrina indicated you were alright for now, and Eric wandered off down the corridor. There were still about ten minutes left in the brief recess the judge had called to break up the morning. You wondered if he needed to wake himself up some as well, or if the old guy just needed to hit the toilets.

“So, what do we really think?” Sabrina asked.

“Of what?” you asked back.

“Of court. None of us have decided on what sort of law we want to specialise in. Is this tickling either of your nerd boners and making you think, ‘Gee, I’d love to manage corporate mergers?’”

You snorted softly, and Gemma chuckled. “I don’t think this one is going to be inspirational, love,” Gemma said, pulling Sabrina to her by wrapping an arm around the brunette’s shoulder.

“Agreed,” you said.

“Well, then what if we talk about something ... else?” Sabrina suggested. “Or maybe do something-”

“No,” Gemma said, squeezing Sabrina a little tighter in the side hug. “Not going to happen.”

Sabrina frowned and pouted a little. “But I’m horny,” she whined quietly. “All I’ve got to do is sit there next to you two and think about stuff. And you know when I’m just daydreaming my brain goes naughty.”

“Sabrina, I love you, but get a grip,” you chuckled, smiling at your girlfriend to show you were only half-serious. “We are not doing something in the courtroom.”

“I wasn’t thinking the courtroom,” she defended herself. “Not that I think anyone would actually notice. I was thinking a bathroom, or maybe if we could find-”

Gemma silenced her with another squeeze. “Not in the building.”

“Fine,” she sighed, but her little smirk told you that even if she couldn’t convince either of you to do something naughty, she wasn’t about to stop thinking about it when her mind wandered.

Eric returned with a bag of chips, and you had to remind him he should eat it fast since it would be loud in the courtroom. He groaned and then quickly shovelled the potato chips into his mouth and brushed the crumbs from his lips as the four of you re-entered the courtroom.