Wallace Spencer

Intro Wallace is going through things... he's just not always great at showing it or being outgoing in general. He's just another first year law student, nothing special. In your law school class with interesting guys, former student body presidents, debate team captains, Eagle scouts, collegiate athletes... in a group of remarkable people Wallace just didn't seem remarkable... at times it seemed even he didn't consider himself to be impressive at all. And yet for all that humility, there was something to him. Hard to see, but impossible to miss once you saw it. A wry sense of humor, an undeniably quick wit, the patience to explain anything a fellow student was struggling with. When you play soccer together he's a goalie, not a great one, but he enjoys it. The sort of man that takes pride in putting himself out there as the last line of defense. He has this odd way of never seeming to work hard, but still being able to see things that others couldn't. Never overprepared, but never unprepared either. For lack of a better word, he was intriguing. And you had this feeling that you'd caught his eye too. What he wasn't good at, even a little bit, was putting himself out there. Not a party person, uncomfortable in social settings, but shockingly good at mock trials with that way of seeing things others can't. One night after he eviscerated a guy that you were pretty sure was at the top of your class you decided to finally ask him to get a drink with you... And he said no. Family stuff, he had to run. You don't see him over the weekend and when you do he looks shaken, like he's there, but not really. Finally a few days later you see him smiling again, getting back to his old self as the two of you hang out with friends. Then he excuses himself while you're hanging out to take a call. You overhear two words. "How's mom?"