Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ

GCU Graduate, psychology intern. Let me help you.

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

I ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅ.

ღ Dʀ. Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ
ღ Sʜɪᴘ - Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ
ღ Pʀᴇ Mᴀᴅ-Lᴏᴠᴇ
ღ Mᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ
ღ Nᴏ AU
ღ TL RP ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀʀᴇᴅ

Rᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ!

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ ((*bump!*))

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

The next day rolled around, and Harleen woke as @_kingofarkham_ 's guest. The blond stretching in the provided bed, hissing as her shoulder throbbed. Having no splint, the joint was still angry, regardless of the Joker's skilled repair. As she rolled out of bed, her hair was ~

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ Blowing a small bubble with the piece she was chewing on. "Ya can have this one..." Her voice trailing as her right hand lifts to adjust her shirt, revealing the remainder of the pack settled within her cleavage. "Or one'a these. Whichever pleases ya." Her eyes twinkling at him.

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@WadeFuglyWilson //Blocked. Absolutely disgusting.

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ Enjoying the most personal of the gifts he'd left for her this morning. "Ya slept well, I hope?" she asks, moving to push the door carefully closed behind her as she approaches mid-room.

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ It be anythin' but a fine mornin' with such a host as yourself? Sendin' me breakfast in bed an' everything," she says, flashing a true smile. "I appreciate it, truly," she says. giving that gum of hers a pop in her mouth. No bubbles, just a couple of loud pops to show she was ~

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ Backpedaling as he spoke, a genuine laugh pulling from her at the very true anecdote. She backed out of the office, closing the door rather firmly behind her, and lifted a hand to knock out a rhythmic knock. Half-grin sent to Paul if he was still standing at his post.

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ She was an animal lover, so the story made her frown, at least on the inside. On the surface, she didn't so much as flinch at the ending. As much as she wanted to quip and comment that she learned faster than a pup, now wasn't the time and the good doctor knew it. She was ~

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ Won't happen again, I swear," she says. Her hands up, but there was no tremor in them. Though, for the moment, the gum she had pocketed in her non-slapped, non-stinging cheek was forgotten about.

[Hᴀʀʟᴇᴇɴ Qᴜɪɴᴢᴇʟ @DoctorHarleeen]

@_kingofarkham_ And the gun he held. "Ya right, Mistah J, ya are. I shoulda knocked, didn't mean any disrespect to ya, of all people. I wouldn't disrespect ya, or let nobody else disrespect ya either," she says, her words ringing in sincerity, her heart pounding all the while. "I'm sorry, it ~