Franziska von Karma was really tired. After her last case against Phoenix Wright, she had stayed up all night going over every single case she had done, including looking over information about the victims, the suspects, the evidence, etc. She had even skipped lunch and dinner just to do this.
Currently crammed up in her little office, Franziska let out a yawn and felt her flat stomach growl in hunger. 'This is so foolish...I should be doing my work...but I'm so foolishly hungry! Why...?' Franziska began to ponder on what to do next...
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