𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐫． retweeted
𝐻𝑂𝑊 𝐶𝐴𝑁 𝐼 𝑅𝐸𝐷𝐸𝐸𝑀
𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝐼 𝐿𝑂𝑆𝑇 .ᐣ
𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑆 𝐼𝑁𝑆𝐼𝐷𝐸 𝑀𝐸
𝑃𝐴𝑌 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐶𝑂𝑆𝑇 .
He had that look in his eyes, the one she’s since grown accustomed to over the years of knowing him, and although her gut told her not to press on about it, Christine couldn’t. A hand settles on the curve of his arm, garnering his attention from the patient, voice lifting into a»
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i—— ﹙ teeth caught his lip, breath hitched, the refusal teetering on the edge of his tongue. but one look at her and it withered. chances like this were few and far between, xn--n8g.xn--6ii/
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Her mouth’s ajar, watching as he was being trawled down the street by… 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜? Was it too early for a drink? She’s used to it by now but still, it makes her head spin.
For all his faults, Christine knew he’d do anything for her. It’s why his words evoked a blossoming warmness to her cheeks. Trying to smother her smile by running a hand down the length of her face, she huffs out a cough, “Can you take over for me? It’s post-recovery.”
Reviewing a patient’s chart, Christine rolls on the soles of her feet, flicking through the pages with brows pinched together, a staple of her concentration. Who said bedside manner post-surgery is dull? (𝙃𝙚𝙧.)
If @sigilbound would be so kind as to take over, she’s due to finish her rounds. He isn’t too busy being… Doctor Strange, is he?
/. I’ve returned to the Marvel verse and I’m bursting with muse! If anyone would like to write, I’ll be here and on @aflinitic. I’d love interactions on both! 💛
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