Daredevil's dead. More importantly, Matt Murdock's dead. It's shit. Even if they knew him less than a week, it's still shit. Worse than a client blowing his brains out, somehow. Maybe she's just getting used to clients suddenly dying - not a comfortable thought. Jessica saves it for when she has more alcohol at hand.
Anyway, Murdock's friends can't bring themselves to throw his apartment. To be honest, it doesn't sit well with Jessica either. They're all moping around when it comes to managing what was left of Murdock's life - first Nelson was footing the bill, then Ironclad bought the building in an utterly unsurprising, sudden decision. It's honestly quite ridiculous.
The place is gathering dust.
And, well, it's empty. And the rest of them need a place to meet from time to time, sleep shit off or whatever. Murdock's place always seems conveniently nearby when that happens.
Sometimes they meet Murdock's other friends there, too: Nelson already halfway to hangover or Page curled up asleep in the armchair, her files still hanging from her hand. One memorable time, Jessica walks in on Frank goddamn Castle searching the place. Had she been a bit more sober, she probably wouldn't say some of the things she did that day.
When she's really, really drunk, Jessica thinks that maybe there's some kind of poetic closure in how that stupid place binds them all, the home of a fallen hero who died so others could live on.
Matt's place becomes Defender's HQ
Anyway, Murdock's friends can't bring themselves to throw his apartment. To be honest, it doesn't sit well with Jessica either. They're all moping around when it comes to managing what was left of Murdock's life - first Nelson was footing the bill, then Ironclad bought the building in an utterly unsurprising, sudden decision. It's honestly quite ridiculous.
The place is gathering dust.
And, well, it's empty. And the rest of them need a place to meet from time to time, sleep shit off or whatever. Murdock's place always seems conveniently nearby when that happens.
Sometimes they meet Murdock's other friends there, too: Nelson already halfway to hangover or Page curled up asleep in the armchair, her files still hanging from her hand. One memorable time, Jessica walks in on Frank goddamn Castle searching the place. Had she been a bit more sober, she probably wouldn't say some of the things she did that day.
When she's really, really drunk, Jessica thinks that maybe there's some kind of poetic closure in how that stupid place binds them all, the home of a fallen hero who died so others could live on.