Suitcases

(A/n- The commercial for Suits was ridiculous, and I wouldn't have watched the show, if it weren't for the fact that I had nothing else to do, and I was curious. I didn't know I was watching the pilot, and it was kind of confusing, one guy selling crack, the other threatening the balls of old men. But I fell in love, so here I am paying homage to the crappy ad, and its implications. One of the reasons I write so much is that I'm basically doing my internship in fan fiction in this fandom, I'd like experience before I move on).

"How 'bout a beer for Harvey here!?" Mike yelled at the bartender. He, Harvey and Louis were regulars at the Dirty Joe's, so the bartender knew Manhattans' best attorneys personally. In some ways they were also the worst lawyers, but that didn't matter when it came to getting results. Then they were the best. But only then.

Mike is the youngest of the trio, at twenty six years old. He is incredibly smart, having eidetic memory, and it had been easy for him to get into various prestigious schools, and eventually a career at the best law firm in New York. He lost most of his family at age ten, and is extremely hyperactive. Some say it is to keep his mind off the tragedies he has lived through. Others say it's ADHD. (It is ADHD).

Harvey comes second, at age thirty two. He had attempted to be a 'cool, suave hard-ass', but instead had had to settle for 'seriously surly'. He wasn't actually 'surly', but when he had first joined Pearson Hardman, he had been blonde, and no one, I mean no one, had taken him seriously. So he had dyed his hair brown, and put on the surly suit, and managed to garner enough respect to ward of the man-whore jokes.

Louis. Ah, where can I begin? At the age of thirty six, Louis Litt was an excellent lawyer, financial crime being his forte. Other than that, he was a failure. No matter what he did, no one liked him, or respected him at all. There was just this one associate, who was dead scared of him, but he had suriphobia, and Louis had the striking appearance of a rat.

These three men were bonded by the fact that they were roommates who shared an apartment, because Mike had to pay for his Grammy's medical support, Harvey didn't know how to manage a home, and Louis had no one to talk to. Besides, they were best friends, and probably would have stayed together even if they didn't have to.

But tonight was about Harvey, who had managed to win yet another case.

"It was nothing." It really had been nothing. Despite the phenomenal amount of effort he'd put in the case, he'd just barely managed to win it. At least he won.

"No it wasn't, it was awesome!" Mike is grinning as wide as his face can allow. It was tradition to celebrate everyone's wins, and they always won.

"Let's play The Game." The game was another tradition. They had been very young when they had come up with it, but it still held true. They'd tell each other about their day, and the one with the best day, and the one with the worst day was decided. The one in the middle had to pay for drinks, and get everyone home safely.

"Okay, the best day is definitely Harvey's…" said Louis. Till date he had never had the best day, and was usually the one with the worst day, except once when Mike had broken up with Tess. "So it's you and me, Mike!"

"Okay, today I found a rat in my briefcase, which had chewed up all my previous work."

"Ha, I can do better. Harold fainted when I patted his back for good work."

"Oh really!? Well accidentally entered the ladies room and Norma called me pervert."

"That's nothing! Today an associate outright refused to do my work and called me a douche-bag, and when I went to tell Jessica, she called security on me."

"… Seriously?"

"Yes. I had to show her my ID card, and even then she wasn't convinced." Right the Harvey wondered how a person could go through all that.

"Wow… Drinks are on me then." Ross immediately opened his wallet and placed a tab. "That's all I'm willing to pay… Unless any of you gentlemen want to chip in?" When Bothe Harvey and Louis shook their heads, Mike smirked. "Thought so."

"So, Louis," Said Harvey,"I heard you're getting a new secretary."

"Yeah… The old one left to start her own law firm. Only one person actually applied to the ad I had to personally pay for in the newspaper. Her name's Donna."

"Like the reindeer?"

"Yep, I have a reindeer working for me. How cool is that?"

"Very." And the two of them drank the night away, while Mike got them all home safely.

Next on Suitcases: The new secretary Donna, hot paralegal Rachel and another case for our three misfit lawyers.

(I hate legal dramedies. Hate. Them. Suits is an exception, and I thought it'd be different, as it was aired on Comedy Central. I saw Raising the Bar, and the people are so emotional about everything. Maybe if I liked soap operas I would have liked it, but I don't. The Practice was a little better, and I give it benefit of doubt, because they themselves admit to being 'the lawyers that give other lawyers a bad name'. But I still don't like legal dramedies so much. Maybe I should watch some more Suits…

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