As soon as you both walked into the courtroom and you saw Olivia's face drain of color you knew this was about to be an awful trial. Clear from the way they greeted each other and Olivia's reactions, her and the female judge presiding over the trial knew each other. Which seemed to be bad news. The nervous look on Olivia's face was so starkly different from how she normally appeared it was jarring to say the least. You could feel a growing pit in your stomach telling you that this could only get worse.
*****
It hadn't been very long and Olivia was barely keeping the case together. Olivia herself was a mess, red in the face and visibly sweating from the brutal legal battle she was fighting. It could be felt in the air that the decision had already been made and it was just paper work at this point when first recess began. Despite following all of Olivia's instruction and quickly retrieving every document and definition she asked for you felt truly useless right now.
You sadly looked up at Olivia who had just sat down in an exhausted manor, dropping herself into the seat. The poor chair creaked under her curves in a way that made you wince, but you buried the feeling with the apparent hopelessness of this trial as your view moved up to Olivia's face. She seemed to be focused on nothing, just staring into space before her vision slowly started to pan over to you. The smile that she got on her face when she saw you was giving you a bad feeling but before you could speak she had snatched you up and started to leave the courtroom, eventually arriving in the bathroom with you cupped in one of her hands tightly.
A clammy smell mixed with hand lotion surrounded you as you wondered what was going. Olivia opened her hand and stared down at you in her palm, she had something of a mad look on her face while smiling down at you. Closer now you could easily see the signs of how much stress she was under, with visible sweat stains hidden by the navy color of her dress from farther away. You were about to ask if she was alright when she started speaking.
"So Anthony, I have something to ask you. You see you aren't the first tiny I've worked with, in fact one of my favorite partners was a tiny. We worked so well together we smashed case after case, he supported me in a special way." Olivia said hurriedly. You were happy to hear that her favorite coworker had been a tiny, but you couldn't understand what kind of support could help this train wreck trial. But making a good impression was your primary concern over actually winning the trial.
"Well Olivia, if you think it could win the trial I am ready to help however I can." Clearly nervous but trying to sound chipper you smiled at Olivia and a relieved look washed over her face.
"Oh thank you so much Anthony!" Olivia was gleeful at this point smiling wide, "You see, my old coworker would always..."
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