looking much better.
“They look good.”
“I know.”
“Of course you would, now get out.” I chuckle and point to the door.
“You’re a scornful woman Miss Mulligan.” he pouts, walking to the door.
“I don’t want to get into trouble.” I explain.
“If you get into trouble, can we make it worth the dilemma by doing something really naughty?” he asks, smiling his cheeky grin. He still hasn’t left the room. He’s still inside the door.
“Do something naughty?” I laugh.
He winks at me. So I walk over to him and shove him out the door.
“No .” I mock disgust.
“ I’m shattered.” he swoons.
“You’re an idiot .” I counter half-heartedly.
“A likeable idiot nonetheless .”
“Bravo… you are definitely a likeable idiot .” I smile.
“You know, I think we should swap stories. One story a day . I’ll tell you one story, and then you tell me a story. Then we’ll repeat it tomorrow and the next day and so on.” He surmises. “It will help with the boredom.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yep, definitely.”
He looks excited.
“But they have to be on par with each other. I don’t want to tell you my story about jumping off a roof, only to hear a story about you having a cute bunny rabbit named Waggles when you were five.” he bargains.
“Waggles is more of a dog’s name, and you jumped off a roof?”
“All in good time. Deal?” he asks, putting his hand forth to shake on it. I shake.
“Okay, can I tell you what your first story is going to be about?” I enthuse like a little girl waiting in line for Santa. I’m surprising even myself this animated enthusiasm.
“Ah, okay . But before you do, you should give the little girl you channeled just then back her soul. It was way too convincing. Stop stealing children’s souls; Ethan will accuse you of being in league with the Devil.” he says with a mocking seriousness.
I gush, “I know.” I say shockingly, “He’s super weird. Did he accuse you of something?”
“He warne d me away from a guy named Luke, who’s gay.”
“Oh wow I’m sorry, I should’ve warned you about him because he’s really odd. Something’s not right about him. But you’re the first patient I’ve had anything to do with.” I explain. And then I think to add, “I’m still not sure why I’m willing to risk my job spending any time with you.” I smile.
A shy smile crosses his face.
“Wow, I feel really special.” he says.
“Just stay away from him. I don’t know what his deal is, but he does it to everyone that isn’t higher up the food chain than him. I still think he has a personality disorder. He’s really , really weird. I’m sure it’s just an act.” I reason.
“I plan on staying well out of his way. He came across as a complete and utter fuckwit . I seriously wanted to smash his face in.” Silas shakes his head in dismay.
I grin at his definition of Ethan.
“Okay, now tell me about your tats.” I blurt out. I can see the half sleeve today, because he’s wearing a t-shirt. But of course yesterday I got to see them in full; I got to see most of him in full. It was really nice. Really sexy…gah, I’ve really got to stop thinking about him like that.
But I ca n’t help my humongous grin and I’m kind of bouncing like a kid right now. I’m confused as to how we got to be friends like this so quickly, but I just don’t care; I’m enjoying this way too much. I’m allowed to have friends aren’t I?
“Really, give that kid back her soul and channel Isi back in please. I’m getting confused as to who I’m talking to.” he says, smiling.
I just smack his arm and turn away to begin dusting and cleaning while he talks.
“My sister Jade paid for half of it as a birthday present, and I paid for the rest of it out of my severance pay.”
I look at him to say more but he’s just standing there staring at me.
“That’s
“They look good.”
“I know.”
“Of course you would, now get out.” I chuckle and point to the door.
“You’re a scornful woman Miss Mulligan.” he pouts, walking to the door.
“I don’t want to get into trouble.” I explain.
“If you get into trouble, can we make it worth the dilemma by doing something really naughty?” he asks, smiling his cheeky grin. He still hasn’t left the room. He’s still inside the door.
“Do something naughty?” I laugh.
He winks at me. So I walk over to him and shove him out the door.
“No .” I mock disgust.
“ I’m shattered.” he swoons.
“You’re an idiot .” I counter half-heartedly.
“A likeable idiot nonetheless .”
“Bravo… you are definitely a likeable idiot .” I smile.
“You know, I think we should swap stories. One story a day . I’ll tell you one story, and then you tell me a story. Then we’ll repeat it tomorrow and the next day and so on.” He surmises. “It will help with the boredom.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yep, definitely.”
He looks excited.
“But they have to be on par with each other. I don’t want to tell you my story about jumping off a roof, only to hear a story about you having a cute bunny rabbit named Waggles when you were five.” he bargains.
“Waggles is more of a dog’s name, and you jumped off a roof?”
“All in good time. Deal?” he asks, putting his hand forth to shake on it. I shake.
“Okay, can I tell you what your first story is going to be about?” I enthuse like a little girl waiting in line for Santa. I’m surprising even myself this animated enthusiasm.
“Ah, okay . But before you do, you should give the little girl you channeled just then back her soul. It was way too convincing. Stop stealing children’s souls; Ethan will accuse you of being in league with the Devil.” he says with a mocking seriousness.
I gush, “I know.” I say shockingly, “He’s super weird. Did he accuse you of something?”
“He warne d me away from a guy named Luke, who’s gay.”
“Oh wow I’m sorry, I should’ve warned you about him because he’s really odd. Something’s not right about him. But you’re the first patient I’ve had anything to do with.” I explain. And then I think to add, “I’m still not sure why I’m willing to risk my job spending any time with you.” I smile.
A shy smile crosses his face.
“Wow, I feel really special.” he says.
“Just stay away from him. I don’t know what his deal is, but he does it to everyone that isn’t higher up the food chain than him. I still think he has a personality disorder. He’s really , really weird. I’m sure it’s just an act.” I reason.
“I plan on staying well out of his way. He came across as a complete and utter fuckwit . I seriously wanted to smash his face in.” Silas shakes his head in dismay.
I grin at his definition of Ethan.
“Okay, now tell me about your tats.” I blurt out. I can see the half sleeve today, because he’s wearing a t-shirt. But of course yesterday I got to see them in full; I got to see most of him in full. It was really nice. Really sexy…gah, I’ve really got to stop thinking about him like that.
But I ca n’t help my humongous grin and I’m kind of bouncing like a kid right now. I’m confused as to how we got to be friends like this so quickly, but I just don’t care; I’m enjoying this way too much. I’m allowed to have friends aren’t I?
“Really, give that kid back her soul and channel Isi back in please. I’m getting confused as to who I’m talking to.” he says, smiling.
I just smack his arm and turn away to begin dusting and cleaning while he talks.
“My sister Jade paid for half of it as a birthday present, and I paid for the rest of it out of my severance pay.”
I look at him to say more but he’s just standing there staring at me.
“That’s
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