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Re: [Private] Floral for Laurel

Laurel Davis | Human; Citizen

Posted on Sat Oct 29, 2016 11:59 pm

A nurse came in to get everything ready, and I got to work, listening to him talk while I applied a row of even stitches to his shin. I honestly felt bad for him, hearing that his grandmother had passed and he couldn't be around his family in a difficult time. People need support from their loved ones in times of grieving. Maybe when your friends get back you'll feel better. I suggested, trying to give him some kind of support.

If you hadn't hurt yourself like you did, they wouldn't have let you see me without an appointment, I said. If he hadn't slipped in the bathroom, the flowers that he bought would've gone to waste. Clearly he wasn't a master with making appointments, since he'd missed three and wouldn't have gotten one today. Honestly, all he needed to do was learn to use his phone and everything would've been neatly sorted and he wouldn't need stitches.

I was surprised when he asked me about my personal life. Most patients didn't want to talk about my hobbies. Generally we kept the focus on medical-related topics or sometimes they would tell me about themselves, since I had to take their histories anyway. Listening to patients could be very insightful because they would share details about their lives or interests that could be useful in making a diagnosis or deciding on a treatment plan. Plus, being a doctor meant that I didn't have loads of free time, and on top of that a lot of my free time had been taken up by trying to deal with this Ben issue.

I considered what to tell him, what normal hobbies did I even have anymore, I enjoy music. I've played piano since I was a little girl so sometimes I still do that. This was a pretty safe choice since most people liked music and would relate to someone saying that they liked it a lot. I didn't play as much anymore, but it didn't matter. I doubted Logan would analyze my statement to hard; he was just trying to make small talk, after all.

I finished the stitching and looked at my work with satisfaction. I wasn't known for doing stitches spectacularly well, but these had come out nice and even, very pretty. How do you feel? I asked. The gash would be numb from the anesthetic, but it was always good to ask just in case the patient had any kind of unusual complaint. He'd already said that he'd say something if there was a problem, but I liked to ask anyway as a precaution.

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Logan Milo Byrne | Human; Citizen

Posted on Sun Oct 30, 2016 1:36 am

I could hear one of those declining in pitch ''womp, womp, womp'' sounds in my head. A clear sign that my perception of her was probably spot on. She did want me to work for it. I could practically hear the little angel version of myself on my shoulder telling me ''No Logan, she's not interested. Spare yourself.'' but the devil was winning. Yeah, maybe the devil was telling me to reach forward, grab her boobs, and make ''honk, honk'' sounds, but it was close enough to what I really wanted to do to encourage me to give the angel a mental flick across the room.

Maybe I need some new friends. I muttered quietly, quickly changing the subject so she couldn't say anything back. I value my health. I don't take pride in injuries. But I can't say I'm disappointed either. I smiled again, even though I already knew what she said to be true. It was the only reason I injured myself in the first place, it was the only way I could talk to her. Even if the conversation wasn't going the way I wanted it to...

No shit? Fuck... Just like that this had gone from wanting a piece, to something... More. Fuck me I was a sucker for women that played instruments. You'd think women that played the flute would be right up my alley since they knew how to handle something long and hard, but no. Pianists had a way with their hands, it was true, so much in fact that I found myself looking down at hers. Ever performed in front of anyone? Or are you more of a family performer? What genre' you into? I- I broke eye contact, looking off to the side as my tongue grazed over my lower back teeth, smiling through the entire thing. Shit, the embarrassment was actually real. Probably the first completely real reaction I'd had with her. Sorry I uh... Got a little carried away. I laughed, rubbing the under side of my chin with the back of my fingers. I guess that's... Too big of a conversation to have over stitches? Stitches, right, I looked down, raising my eyebrows in approval before sitting up and giving myself a needed stretch. Get it, stretch, stretcher. Ha.

I feel great. You're a miracle worker doc, as always, I'm sure. I paused, looking at her and nervously rubbing the side of my arm. So uh... I don't suppose you'd wanna have that conversation? The one that was too long to talk about over stitches I mean, about music. We could... I don't know, meet up on one of your days off or, if you get off soon I'm sure I could find a magazine to read or... I don't know... Lunch break maybe? I don't know if you know this about me but I am a huge fan of hospital food and hospital cafeteria's. I can't get enough of the stuff. I joked, flashing her a smile.

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Laurel Davis | Human; Citizen

Posted on Sun Oct 30, 2016 6:31 pm

His muttered statement came as a bit of a surprise to me, I heard his tone shift slightly as he said it, and his immediate change in subject suggested that it wasn't something that he wanted to discuss. It made sense, who wanted to talk about not liking their friends to their doctor? Well, most of my friends are doctors, but that doesn't count.

Logan was strangely happy to be here. Most people who'd had cancer did not like to spend any more time in the hospital than was necessary. Let's face it, most people didn't like to spend any more time in the hospital than was necessary, but here he was saying that it wasn't so bad. Maybe he really was lonely or something.

When I mentioned music it was like a switch was flipped. What I had expected to be light small talk turned into him asking me a number of questions about me and my own interest. I could tell he was genuinely passionate, which honestly was attractive to me. I loved music, and when I told people that a lot of people would agree, but not a lot would respond in the way that Logan did. To top it off, he was embarrassed by it, which was actually kind of adorable. I smiled at him, Oh no, I understand completely. I wanted to ask him if he played, but he was right. I was supposed to be working in the emergency room right now, which I was only doing as long as I was treating patients. I'd finished treating Logan.

Good, here are care instructions for your stitches, I said, handing him a sheet with some basic instructions that he could take home, I paused when he... asked me out? No no. He wasn't asking me out, because it's unethical for doctors to date patients. He just wanted to talk about music, and how could I say no. Music was a big part of my life, but I didn't have any friends who played or wanted to listen to me ramble on about different classical works and my favorite composers. I glanced at my watch, I still have a few more hours on my shift, but perhaps later we can meet for coffee.

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Logan Milo Byrne | Human; Citizen

Posted on Sun Oct 30, 2016 6:52 pm

Should I have felt guilty? Maybe she was just being professional, I could respect that. I'd felt this before actually. That burning desire deep in my core, it was practically what fueled me. Not everyone was professional all of the time, and I desired more than anything to reach inside her and pull out that wild card she'd hidden so well behind business and niceties. The quiet ones man... Some of them were bright mother fucking lights, just waiting for someone to flip the light switch. I could hear Debo now, ''but why work for it when there's plenty of wild cards that aren't dormant?'' They were good for a lay, yeah, but they were balls boring. If my cancer and the Shane thing taught me anything, it was that time was precious, and I was gonna spend it wisely.

Thank ya' I took the paper, but didn't take my eyes off of hers. And a smile wider than Kim Kardashian's ass spread across my face like butter. I pulled down my pant leg, and grabbed my hoodie to drape it over my arm. Should I get your number then? Fuck me I couldn't stop grinning like a damn fool. I even reached up to itch the under side of my nose with the back of my finger to hide it, hoping it would be gone by the time my hand fell but it wasn't. Or no, you know what. I'll just meet you at Uncommon Grounds when you're off, you know the place right? Yeah I was gonna go and sit my ass there for hours, most likely. Let's just hope she wouldn't get cold feet. Thanks for the stitch up Dr. Davis. I gave her a wink and practically pranced my ass out of that room on cloud nine.

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