Game 74: Psychiatrist's Office

[cfuw_shepherd]

[this is a small, cozy office with all the regular office trappings, a desk, a potted plant, and so on. one of those fancy long psychiatrist couches! oh, and of course, a coffeemaker with all the fixings]

Hello, gentlemen! ♥

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[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

[good, because I am beat]

Mm. Hopefully it will work.

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Hey. You okay?

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

[sort of nods]

Just tired, mostly. I started an archiving project that will hopefully help make filling out, filing, moving and finding all of the paperwork that runs trough the hospital more efficient and less time consuming. It's going . . . very slowly. The paperwork doesn't always like to cooperate.

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

... you left me for this?

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

I did!

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

Bastard. It sounds boring.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

It's definitely mindless, and sometimes painful. Who know paper could be vengeful?

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

I did. A book ate my partner once.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

Really?

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it sucked his arm in.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

. . . What the hell kind of book was it?

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

One that lost its writer, actually.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

. . .

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

....but your paperwork just sounds bitchy.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

It really is.

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

*laughs and runs his hands through Ryuuken's hair, rubbing his temples*

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

[m-melts]

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

... *looks up from Ryuuken*

I wonder how we did.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

Mm.