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Matt has seen better days.
He's seen worse days, too but -- definitely better days. At least the ringing in his ears is less sharp and piercing and more of a dull roar now that he's had a decent night's sleep. He'd texted Foggy to let him know he was okay, not wanting to risk a phone call and getting an earfull before he was mentally prepared to deal with it.
His face probably looks like shit from the fight down and out of the apartment building, but he's decently sure he's not bleeding from anywhere. It had taken him ages to pull his suit on this morning, every molecule in his body crying out for some kind of rest but if he calls in another 'sick day' it will look suspicious. So here he is. Sitting at his desk in their little office.
He'd arrived much earlier than normal so he could avoid walking with Foggy and settle in, try to be comfortable before the others got here. To brace himself for questions and a lot of anger.
He's seen worse days, too but -- definitely better days. At least the ringing in his ears is less sharp and piercing and more of a dull roar now that he's had a decent night's sleep. He'd texted Foggy to let him know he was okay, not wanting to risk a phone call and getting an earfull before he was mentally prepared to deal with it.
His face probably looks like shit from the fight down and out of the apartment building, but he's decently sure he's not bleeding from anywhere. It had taken him ages to pull his suit on this morning, every molecule in his body crying out for some kind of rest but if he calls in another 'sick day' it will look suspicious. So here he is. Sitting at his desk in their little office.
He'd arrived much earlier than normal so he could avoid walking with Foggy and settle in, try to be comfortable before the others got here. To brace himself for questions and a lot of anger.