for this bonus round, the theme is competition! pretty open-ended, prompts that are about some sort of competition! this round will end on july 31st!
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FILL: TEAM ACE ATTORNEY
Date: 2024-07-18 03:51 am (UTC)"Why even bother, Gwendolyn dearest?" Alice leans back in her chair, squeaking. "Haven't you heard of XKCD?"
"For God's sake, not everyone is into your little brother's metal bands," Gwen snaps, typing away furiously at her keyboard. If she types any harder the keys will probably evaporate, Alice thinks, and then Colin'll have to replace them. What a grand time they have down in the O.I.A.R.
"Luke doesn't always do metal," Alice defends, because above all else she's a good older sister. "And besides XKCD isn't—"
Gwen slams down the enter button with the force of the Almighty smiting a lesser demon. "Stop distracting me!"
"Case is running," Alice says, pointing to Chester the computer chattering away. "I'm working. On the clock. You know me, real nine-to-five girl. Remind me which of us is trying to come up with an entirely new way of filing cases that go to computer hell and die a quick and agonizing death as soon as we touch them?"
"I am trying," Gwen hisses, "to create a better filing system. The manual's too heavy for some of us to lift—"
"Not my fault Sam has noodle arms—"
"—And if I propose a more efficient way of organizing cases," Gwen says, "we actually have a chance of getting through our backlog."
"I'm sorry, our backlog?"
Gwen grits her teeth. One day Alice'll get her to have an apoplexy and then she'll finally know peace. "Yes. Our backlog. As a department."
"Never took you for a team player, Gwendolyn," Alice says, resting her chin on her fist.
"Why else do you think I'm working on this?" Gwen snaps, and for the first time actually turns to look Alice in the eye.
Oh. Her eyes are bloodshot. That can't be good.
"Are you staying up all night again?" Alice says.
"Obviously," Gwen says. "This is a night job."
Motherfucker. "Staying up all day," Alice corrects.
"Why do you care?"
Oh, this is bad. "Isn't a girl allowed to be concerned about her 'work bestie'?"
"Not when it's us," Gwen says, and turns back to the computer.
That — stings, for some reason. Alice doesn't bother dwelling on why. "You wound me!" She clutches at her heart. The more dramatic the better. "Gwendolyn my love, how cruel your barbs can be—"
Gwen slams the manual down on the desk, then in a single whirl of motion pushes Alice against her desk.
What.
What?
This close Alice is noticing — stupid things, things like how Gwen's eyes are glacier blue and how some strands of hair are escaping her small professional bun and how Gwen's hands are warm and how she can see the way Gwen's breath jumps in her throat and —
"You," Gwen says, and is Alice imagining it or has her voice jumped up an octave? "Should shut the fuck up."
"You want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid," Alice says on complete instinct as fast as she can, because she hasn't been on Tumblr for a decade for nothing.
Gwen releases her. Alice sags on the desk.
Gwen's blushing, she notices. Alice would have a zinger for that, except it feels like her own cheeks are on fire. God, biology is so dumb. It's not like she's actually attracted to Gwen whatsoever.
Alice does wonder if Gwen would blush harder if Alice ran her thumb over her mouth, though. Just to mess up her lipstick.
"I'll be working on this for the rest of the night," Gwen announces. She's still just standing there. Alice's heart is still banging out tunes in her chest. "So we can actually have a coherent filing standard. Tell Colin for me."
"I really think you should look at that XKCD," Alice says.
Gwen rolls her eyes and finally, finally, sits back down at her own terminal. Alice sucks in what feels like her first breath in five minutes. "I'm still not interested in metal."
"It's not—"
Re: FILL: TEAM ACE ATTORNEY
Date: 2024-07-18 04:00 am (UTC)