/ i feel so bad that im about to spam my threads …

she’s currently doing inventory.

he should be careful with that.

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ she jumped slightly at the sound of his throat clearing. head turned to look at him. “no; i’m usually in here. you need somethin’?”

⠀⠀⠀⠀ she was just saying … but she’d like one, yes.

⠀⠀⠀⠀well, that’s actually her job, if he feels sick. whiskey, actually.

⠀⠀⠀⠀she rose a brow at him, actually standing up straight now, placing the clipboard in her hand on the table in front of her. painted lips fighting the smile growing. “oh, is that it? your 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 nurse, huh?”

⠀⠀ she was settling hands against the table and raising a brow once she noticed he had never stopped watching her. she hummed quietly and nodded. “well, 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚. but only because you’re rarely injured, so i don’t see 𝙝𝙤𝙬 you have a favorite nurse.”

the brunette looked up and smiled softly. “well.. if you want to help. it would be nice to have some company.”

“that is very true..” she nodded, face falling for a split second before she regained the smile she had had. eyes flickered to the vials and she sighed. “that would be so helpful.”

who said she’s scold him? shes tapping the bar now.

raindrops, teardrops & violent sobs that fall like glass.

⠀⠀she watching his fingers fidget with the cap and she couldn’t stop the smile on her face from growing. gosh, he was a charmer, huh? “well , that’s my job, sir. but, i’ll remember that.”

well she don’t plan on adding to that.

she’s yawning, head resting on her hand as elbow is propped up on the table.