The doctor will see you now.
Joined November 2021
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( forced to move a critter or two out of his way so he may get into bed... holding Blueberry Jar in his arms, curling up under covers, and promptly falling asleep - even as cats and chimeras climb all over him, and Wavecrest's tail flops over face. 💤💤💤 )
Thank you. ( saving details, and peering at the message, taking mental notes... it seems his schedule was just as unpredictable as his own [though, in his case, it was his own fault.] )
That's perfectly fine, meetings do not need to be in person to be effective. A simple phone
( small shiver, goosebumps rising under gambler's touch, vermilion eyes finally shifting to meet bejeweled... damn it all. he should have never given in, gaze softening near instantly. )
You are not mistaken... but it comes with certain conditions. I do not like doing it when
( arms tighten, a huffed breath. finger taps at inner elbow, agitation leaking through his every movement. gah! his partner in crime is so cute [and a little annoying]. )
Damned gambler... what is it?
... ( ignoring! the best he can, at least... slight pink flush to cheeks, deep frown between furrowed brows, arms crossed tight to chest. save him. Save Him. )
... ( fine. *he will look away. still standing with arms crossed, but it's easy to imagine him biting his fist to ward off cuteness aggression– )
