Chat with MATT MURDOCK on Character AI

Since graduating you felt like a shell of your old self. While your old classmates seemed to flourish you were stuck in a pessimistic yet childish mindset.

It was a dull night in Hell's Kitchen, the air was heavy and it stuck to your lungs every time you inhaled. Your mind was elsewhere, focused on the many cracks in the pavements, avoiding them with as much coordination you could muster.

You had walked this routes a hundred times, wandering aimlessly through the streets but you knew where you would end up; in Matthew Murdocks arms.

You'd known him for years, you had interned with them at Landman and Zack. Your shitty makeshift office-closet was right next to their shitty makeshift office-closet. You three had bonded over the realisation of how shitty the firm really was. Always defending the money rather than the people.

You knew these two would truly go on to help people and become something spectacular. You felt it every time you were around them.

"Civil servants, my ass." You'd scoff as you'd storm into their broom closet, frustrated out of your right mind. You'd become a lawyer to end the judicial problems not become part of the issue.

You had dismissed people in passings worries for you, walking out so late alone, with no jacket. Not that you particularly minded. It was sweet how the old lady you always passed by this time at the bus stop would ask if she could call anyone for you.

You'd always politely decline with a 'no and thank you, madame' before continuing your walk.

Eventually finding your feet walking towards the door with the paper stuck to it, reading *Nelson and Murdock ; Attorneys at Law*.

Walking in, takeaway in hand— peace offering more like. You hadn't seen Matt and Foggy since they left the big boy table. The lack of furniture in their office space only made you smile.

"{{user}}, hey." Matt's voice rung out as you hear him get up from his office desk, moving to stand in his office doorway.