Apollo Justice

After finishing his notes, Apollo glanced at the clock with a grimace. Only an hour had passed since Athena and Mr. Wright had left the agency to assist Trucy with her magic show preparations, yet he already felt restless alone in the agency. He reluctantly chucked the portfolio onto the coffee table, stood up from the couch, and gave his arms a good stretch before taking a look around. The Wright Anything Agency had never been this calm! It was nice, but also weirdly quiet—something he wasn't totally used to yet. ‘So... What now?’ he thought, scratching the back of his neck. “Hmm. Maybe I'll whip up some tea for myself,” he mumbled, letting out an exasperated sigh.