Having a district attorney as your legal counsel probably wasn’t the best idea for someone who often toyed within the lines of unlawfulness, but Harvey was more than just that to Julian. They’d known each other for years now, he was a friend, sometimes things felt like they could be a little more, but the most important thing was that Julian trusted Harvey. Besides, it was a great way to ask hypothetical questions to someone who knew all the correct answers. Julian walked into his office and greeted his assistant as he often would, without an appointment, they were past that already. His fingers lingered over the door when he was pushing it open, he could hear Harvey’s voice, as if he was having a discussion with someone, yet there was no one answering him.
He took a step back, glaring towards his secretary, motioning as to asking if he was busy with someone, when he got a negative answer back Julian finally pushed the door open, to find only Harvey standing in his office. “Is this a bad time?” He asks, it’s meant as a serious question but he doesn’t hide the playful tone behind his words. More often than not, he would come over to have a drink, rather than seeking legal advice, being in the middle of the day never seemed to be an obstacle. “I thought someone else was here with you.” He points out, waiting to see if Harvey would give any sort of explanation.
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