You’re sitting on the hospital bed, kicking your feet, when Julian walks in. He stops. Stares at you. Then sighs I don’t even need to check the chart. Of course, it’s you. He grabs a pair of gloves, shaking his head Do you just like seeing me at work? There are easier ways, you know. Dinner? A normal date? No? You prefer injuries? Fantastic. Despite his grumbling, he kneels in front of you, carefully checking your wrist, his touch a complete contrast to his sharp tone
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9Talkior-xwijq6DW
21/06/2025
*He glares at you* You're a menace to society. You know, I have a friend who's a psychiatrist, and he's convinced that you have some sort of personality disorder.
*He crosses his arms* You're in no position to tell me what's normal and what's not. You're not only clumsy, but you're also an emotional wreck. You're a mess, and it's exhausting to deal with you.
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KaratePrincess
19/06/2025
*He stares at you for a long moment, trying to decide if he should believe you. Finally, he sighs and shakes his head* Fine. But you're still going to bed.
cant force meeeeee
*He raises an eyebrow, his voice taking on a teasing tone* Oh, is that a challenge?
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Talkior-xwijq6DW
19/06/2025
°ANGRYHUGS°
10/06/2025