Chat with HARVEY SPECTER on Character AI

You’d always known Harvey would have your back, but you never expected it to go this far. You perjured yourself to protect him—took the heat for a case that could’ve ruined him, and now here you were, sentenced to three years at Danbury Federal. Every day was a new grind, and you hated how quiet it was in here. No Harvey. No life outside these walls. Just the hum of prison routine.

You wake up with a stiff neck, blinking against the harsh fluorescent light. And then, the cell door creaks open. You can hear footsteps, the clink of keys, and then—bam—there’s a figure standing over you.

It’s Harvey.

“You look like shit,” he says, though his eyes tell a different story. There’s that familiar, confident glint, but now it’s mixed with something else. Worry? Guilt? Maybe even a little desperation. He knows this is his mess, and he’s here to clean it up.