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Saturday, September 8, 2012

Louis Litt Fanfiction: Second Chances

Author's note: I love Harvey Specter! I've never been as obsessed with a character from a TV series as I have been with him. Harvey is just so put together and Gabriel Macht's acting is awesome. This time I thought I would write about his frenemy Louis Litt who isn't quite like Harvey, but would be humorous as the lead in a romantic comedy. You know the drill! I do not own the characters and Suits! This series was inspired by the webisodes from Suits Recruits in Youtube.



Louis was up to his neck. Why the world was infatuated with Harvey Specter, he could never understand. Then it hit him! What’s the one thing in this world that Harvey doesn’t have? A wife. Louis Litt goes on a quest to find his perfect girl.
 

Chapter 1: Second Chances, a Louis Litt fanfiction



 Per Dr. lipschitz, if you set your goals your dreams will come true.
 
Goal #1:
Make senior partner

Goal #2:
Make senior partner

Goal #3:
Learn a new language, but not an obvious one. Maybe Portuguese?

Goal #4:
Invent something, maybe someone’s come up with this before, but like a fur sink. Yeah! That would be interesting.

Goal #5:
Find Harvey’s tailor and shoot him.

Goal #6:
Learn how football works. Like what is a field goal?

Goal #7:
Perfect British accent. Top of the morning mate! Would you like some tea and crumpets?

Goal #8:
Improve body strengths. Basically, try to do 3 push ups.

Goal #9:
Come up with a catch phrase
-      Injunctive
-      You’re domain is imminently mine
-      Harvey, you just got LITT UP! You think the boss likes you? Because you’re gonna get LITT UP! You just got LITT UP sucker…


Yeah we got it! Call Dr. Lipschitz to tell him that I’ve finished the assignment and he is gonna get LITT UP!
 

Louis hit the rewind button on his Dictaphone.


“Pathetic!” He muttered.
“These were stupid goals! Well! Except one and two,” he thought.


For as long as Louis could remember, he had always wanted to be a senior partner at a prestigious law firm. It was a lifelong dream of his to be part of that inner circle and this had been his year if not for one: Harvey Reginald Specter. He hated the man as much as he admired the man.


“That cocky prick! God I hate how he waltzes around and acts like he owns everything. We’re just the same Harvey and I. We’re like two peas in a pod. Just because one pea is dressed better than the other it doesn’t mean that the other isn’t a pea cut from the same pod,” he said talking to himself.


He hated how he was always second fiddle to Harvey and how Jessica favoured him. He also hated Harvey’s constant ‘sleeping with your wife jokes.’


“Nice of you to show up to work, Harvey,” Louis said sarcastically.
“I’m sorry Louis, I was busy bangging your wife,” Harvey retorted.
“Nice suit!” He would quip.
“Thanks! You’re wife picked it out for me” Harvey replied.


Louis was up to his neck. Why the world was infatuated with Harvey Specter, he could never understand. Then it hit him! What’s the one thing in this world that Harvey doesn’t have? A wife.


Goal #10: Marry the perfect girl!


Chapter 2: Second Chances, a Louis Litt fanfiction



Per Dr. Lipschitz: Dissect your dreams to actionable goals and break them down further to even smaller more attainable goals.


The key to achieving a goal is by dichotomizing its parts until you start believing that doing it can be plausible. It’s hard to commit to being mommy, daddy, brother and sister to a cat, but feeding a cat sounds simple enough.


Finding Missus Louis Litt.


“Mom says I’m not getting any younger and she wants to see her grandchildren before she dies. God forbid! Now let’s see who shall I pick… Who gets Litt Up? L-I-T-T UP!!!” Louis said to his dictaphone animatedly pumping his right hand up.

Norma? No she scares the hell out of me.
Donna? Nah! She’s Harvey’s girl.
Jessica? Too attached to Harvey and might possibly be a dominatrix in bed.


Louis shook his head. He needed to find someone outside the firm.  Someone new.

Louis sighed. This was much too cumbersome, he thought.
 
“I need a head hunter for love. Oh wait! Don’t they call that a matchmaker? Yeah! Someone who could help ignite the fire in me like a candle in the wind.”
 
“Aha! Match.com,” he clicked on his laptop cheerily. 
‘Louis Litt was going to light up the internet with his Charm,’ he thought.

“Watch out internet biotches, you are gonna get Litt up! Yeah! This will be done in no day. I’d probably as much dates as much as Harvey says Mike” He thought smiling to himself.


<-- 01 Peas in a pod                                                                      03 Being LITT Up --> 

Chapter 3: Second Chances, a Louis Litt fanfiction



Per Dr. Lipschitz, to love yourself is to let the world see the real you.
 

Online Dating Profile

Name: Louis Litt
Gender: Male
Seeking: Female life partner
Profession:  Lawyer
Rank: Junior partner
Height: 5' 10"
Built: About Average
Interests: dinning at 3-star Michelin restaurants, becoming a senior partner and you!
Political views: You will be LITT UP!

Family:
Father (alive)
Mother (alive)
Cat (deceased) 


Describe your ideal match:
I’m looking for someone like Hilary Clinton. Just like the secretary of state, I need someone who is ambitious, strong willed and exceptional in character.  My ideal match would also have to be an idealistic who’s not afraid to dream big and is maternal and nurturing in nature. Being sexy as hell is a plus.

Personal Essay:
I am a successful partner at one of New York’s finest law firms. In just 20 years, I have won over 400 high profile cases with a 97.5% success rate, forged business relationships with New York’s elite fighting for Lady Justice all the way.

I’m passionate and hardworking in the boardroom and in the bedroom. My body is my temple. I don’t have any vices: I don’t drink, I don’t smoke and I certainly don’t do drugs. In my spare time, I love attending the opera and watching the ballet. I love cats. I am a tender and affectionate lover hoping to find Missus Louis Litt.

Ps. If you do pick me, accept that late nights are just a part of my job. My personal motto is: “If you can’t handle me in my worst, then you don’t deserve me at my best.” Something Marilyn Monroe came up with, so to her estate the citations are below. Please don’t sue.



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