Benjamin Whit (lionlike) wrote in bellumlogs, @ 2010-04-15 19:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | john seward |
Who: Ben and Oliver.
What: Oliver is a jerk. Doctor and patient reunited, baaaw. Chatting.
Where: #605.
When: The day after Oliver's intro post.
Warnings: Explosions. Prostitutes. Black market organ dealing. Murder. Converting Oliver's apartment in to a meth lab. Spraypainting small animals. (read: no warnings)
This was a development he hadn't seen coming. Doctor Oliver Van der Meer, in his building. Well. Officially ex-doctor now. Retired or not, Ben was concerned, and with good reason in his mind. He was done with doctors poking, prodding, and medicating him. He didn't have the funds or the patience for any of it anymore, and he absolutely didn't need one of his former doctors bossing him about or revealing his medical secrets right in his own building.
Which posed the question of why he was making a visit to the man's apartment in the first place. Ben was content to tell himself that an eventual run-in was unavoidable, and that it was in his best interest to get this over with now.
Having not forgiven the elevator yet, Ben was once again on crutches, more or less awkwardly hopping and balancing his way to the sixth floor. It was only after he knocked on the door marked 605 that he realised he hadn't come up with a plan of what to say.