- See Apollo, I told you man. There was something wrong with him from the very beginning.

- Clay, can you just shut up? I'm tired of your "Told ya" speeches.

- How can I shut up about it? You didn't listen to me and look what happened!

- Clay, I lost my job. Mr. Gavin was my boss. With him taken to prison they closed Gavin Law Offices. So that's why I want you to shut up. My career hadn't even started and it's already gone.

- Stop whining! I'm sure you will find a job quickly!

- ... I've been looking for a week. Totally no chance. No one want to hire a lawyer whose mentor was a murderer.

- How about Wright And Co. Law Offices? Didn't Mr. Wright offer you a job here?

- I hope you're joking right now. Go and work for him?

- Why not?

- Do I have to repeat myself? If they had found out I had used forged evidence, I would have lost my attorney's badge! He made me present it during trial!

- But without it, Mr. Gavin would walk away freely.

- ...

- Apollo, you can't just sit inside your apartment all days!

- I don't have any reason to go out.

- What about seeing me? We definitely have to meet soon.

- I don't want to go outside.

- Then I'll force you.

- Just try.

- What?

- Nothing.

- Apollo. Promise me, you will go ask for a job one more time.

- I can as well give up here and now. But if you insist...

- Yes, I do. And I want you to go to Mr. Wright.

- ... I'm sorry, I can't hear you.

- I said, I want you to-

Apollo hung up. He was sick of that conversation.

Clay thought it's so easy. But he didn't understand. Finding a job as an unexperienced lawyer is very hard. When he thought about it, Apollo was really lucky to get a job in Mr. Gavin's office. After graduating he couldn't find an office he would work for. If it weren't for Kristoph Gavin, he wouldn't have a job...

Thinking about the past made Apollo's eyes teary again. "No, I won't cry. I'll be fine." Though even he knew his boss was a criminal and had to be put in jail, he still felt a bit sorry for him. Because it was Apollo's fault. "Maybe if I had given that 'trump card' a second thought and hadn't presented it, I would have still worked..."

He was lost in his deep thoughts when suddenly his phone started ringing. It was Clay. Apollo sighed, looking at the screen. He really wasn't in a mood for longer talk.

- Yes, what do you want?

- Apollo... I'm sorry. I shouldn't rub salt into your wounds...

- No, it's fine. Really.

- I... I just want to help you, friend.

- I know. But for now, please, leave me alone. I think... I'll have to give some matters second thought. Don't worry.

- Then I want to hear one thing from you.

- You mean...?

- Yes.

- D-do I have to?

- I won't be sure otherwise!

- Okay.

My name is Apollo Justice and I'm fine!

I won't lie, this was written three years ago. I've never published it online I think, but I still like it.