-- My Dog Is Named Scruffy --
- Play Dead -
Detective Gumshoe put his fingers to his throat and sighed heavily. His neck felt naked without the collar. He never thought he'd miss it this much.
The day after that scene in her office, she'd taken it away from him. When he had asked her what she was doing, she'd told him that he was "free to go".
Now, he was wallowing in his misery. He sighed again. He hated to admit it, but he missed the master-and-servant games they used to play. He missed the way she flirted with him and the adrenaline rush that he got every time she gave him that certain smile…
In all honesty, he probably wouldn't be so broken up over this if she had cast him aside only because she was bored with their games. But that wasn't the case. She'd dropped him like a hot rock when something better came her way. Namely, Miles Edgeworth.
Edgeworth had, in no uncertain terms, told Franziska that he wouldn't mind a little light bondage himself… and once she realized he was interested, she lost interest in her current plaything.
The detective cursed himself. Maybe if he had made it clear that he wanted to continue their "relationship" she wouldn't have been so quick to end things with him.
Well, I'm not just going to sit here and play dead, that's for sure!
Somehow, he would find a way to win her back.
-tbc-
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