Trafalgar Law

    Trafalgar Law

    SCENARIO | Midnight Calls

    Trafalgar Law
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    The phone buzzing against the desk jolts me from my half-asleep state. With a soft huff, I rub the heels of my palms against my eyes, sitting upright again.

    My eyes squint as the bright light from the phone display assaults my tired vision, a soft groan leaving my lips.

    I unlock my phone with a tap, a small frown settling on my lips as I read the text message.