"Well it shouldn't surprise me that you picked him to be," she teases him softly. They have so much fun talking about such a silly holiday. "You should make Delilah your helper and I could be the mad experiment you made." It would work, not that Doctor Strange-Love was about creating a monster. Maybe a Frankenstein twist to it or something. They don't often do theme costumes but when they do you better believe it that they are fucking epic.
Her good hand moves around him, rubbing his back as she scoots forward in her wheel chair to get closer to him. "Is that what we are going too play tomorrow?" Maybe a little hanky-panky to chase away the demons. Not like she is going to say no, but she'll have to do it one handed. Sighing quietly she nuzzles at him lightly as she listens to him.
"I always worry that you'll hate me, that you'll get fed up with me, or be disappointed in me. It scares me, I don't even know what I would do if that happened." A shaky breath as she tries not to think such horrible thoughts, if she keeps crying they are going to have to start fluids. Which might make her feel a little better, being dehydrated sucks. Whatever she can guzzle a couple glasses of water when they get home, whenever that is.
He gives her that permission and she actually manages to look surprised despite whatever they gave her for the pain. It's a bittersweet allowance to be sure and she doesn't know what to do with it. "Thank you," she tells him quietly. "I know that it can't be easy for you to say that. I won't leave you, you know that right? I'll always be yours and love you." Her kiss to his cheek is a little sloppy. Of course now that he said this she won't be able to buy herself a date.
When the doctor steps in again she reluctantly moves back to blink at him. He hangs up the x-rays behind the light screen to illuminate the images. "Salome managed to break two fingers in her wall assault. Not bad breaks but you can see them in the index and middle finger here," he motions to them on the x-ray.
"We'll give her a soft cast to secure the fingers and four weeks she should come back to see how she is healing, at that time we might put on a hard cast."
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Date: 2013-01-10 04:40 pm (UTC)Her good hand moves around him, rubbing his back as she scoots forward in her wheel chair to get closer to him. "Is that what we are going too play tomorrow?" Maybe a little hanky-panky to chase away the demons. Not like she is going to say no, but she'll have to do it one handed. Sighing quietly she nuzzles at him lightly as she listens to him.
"I always worry that you'll hate me, that you'll get fed up with me, or be disappointed in me. It scares me, I don't even know what I would do if that happened." A shaky breath as she tries not to think such horrible thoughts, if she keeps crying they are going to have to start fluids. Which might make her feel a little better, being dehydrated sucks. Whatever she can guzzle a couple glasses of water when they get home, whenever that is.
He gives her that permission and she actually manages to look surprised despite whatever they gave her for the pain. It's a bittersweet allowance to be sure and she doesn't know what to do with it. "Thank you," she tells him quietly. "I know that it can't be easy for you to say that. I won't leave you, you know that right? I'll always be yours and love you." Her kiss to his cheek is a little sloppy. Of course now that he said this she won't be able to buy herself a date.
When the doctor steps in again she reluctantly moves back to blink at him. He hangs up the x-rays behind the light screen to illuminate the images. "Salome managed to break two fingers in her wall assault. Not bad breaks but you can see them in the index and middle finger here," he motions to them on the x-ray.
"We'll give her a soft cast to secure the fingers and four weeks she should come back to see how she is healing, at that time we might put on a hard cast."