𝕯r. Oliver Thredson

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵.

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

An eyebrow raise at that. Is she genuine in her curiosity? What could be an alterier motive?

"—ask away."

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

A glance g̶l̶a̶r̶e̶ and he's grabbed his clothes and disappeared into the master bathroom. I'm record time, he emerges, clad in a white t-shirt and casual slacks.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ "I figured you would have slipped back through the window where you came by now. I'm shocked."

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

Eyes flit between the Morris' Human Anatomy and her face, back again.

"I see you've been exploring, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞, Ms. King." A pause.

"Will you excuse me a moment?" He indicates the door, intending to get dressed before continuing their conversation.

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

before his mouth forms any words.

"Jesus Christ!" Another blink and the nights events come flooding back. Wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, the MD takes a deep steadying breath.

"You startled me."

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ As his ears find their way back to reality, he find that his room in silent. In fact, it seems that nothing is out of place. Slowly, Thredson begins to stir, turning over to his other side before opening his eyes.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ He 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐬 for breath —

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

King."

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ For a moment, Oliver stand there in the dark, unmoving, as if unsure of what to do.

"Don't mention it." Finally, he speaks, nearly tripping on her shoes again as he leaves the living room. He's prepared for a few more hours of restless sleep.

"Goodnight, Ms. —

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

stepping over her discarded heels with less grace than he would have liked.

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Oliver follows behind, stopping to open a closet in the hall and retrieving one of the nicer blankets he owns. He doesn't want to make a bad impression, does he?

"If you need any spare pillows, I'd be happy to accommodate." He says, holding out the blanket and —

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ "Dr. Oliver Thredson."

A suspicious disposition. Necessary in her particular lifestyle.

"—And you are?"

[April Marse @Ecdysisinbloom]

"Yeah, those too."

He hasn't done anything besides hint at her sticky fingers and offer to buy her cigarettes, no reason for her to be nervous. But, it's normal for her. Trust no bitch.

"Tell you mine if you tell me yours."

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Humor, but only in his eyes.

"New 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬, more like Ms...?"

They've crossed paths twice now, it's time he knows exactly who she is.

[April Marse @Ecdysisinbloom]

"Yeah?"

Was that a little smirk curling onto the corner of her chapped lips?

"That's too bad."

A ripping noise as she yanks another piece of duct tape from the roll and places it over a few other strips below her knee.

"Cause I could use some more tape."

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ "No, I certainly won't be making that mistake again, I can assure you...." He says dully, hands in the pockets of his slacks. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

[April Marse @Ecdysisinbloom]

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

Oh it's /this/ guy again.

"Gonna' offer to buy me cigarettes again?"

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

[April Marse @Ecdysisinbloom]

Patching her jeans with duct tape.

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

"And deny me the opportunity to show you in the morning?" A small chuckle. "If you must."

He simply stares at her pinky before indicating the door. "I'll bring you a blanket."

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

the right down the hall. You are welcome to that. Sound fair?"

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Oliver raises a hand. "Under two conditions, Ms. King. I ask that you don't rob me blind in the night..."

He pauses, making his next point clear. "—And don't wander. I'd be happy to give you a tour of my home in the morning. The bathroom is the first door on —

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

calculation that his words almost form once sentence.

[𝕯r. Oliver Thredson @ImClearlyADoc]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Surely, she came from 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞����𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. They all do.

For an instant, he sees himself in her. The feeling of being set adrift at open sea...

"I accept your apology. Would you like to sleep on the couch?" He speaks so quickly and without his usual —