freya (fibeon) wrote in themoderngods, @ 2012-04-05 22:34:00 |
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She hated that she was still in her scrubs, but going from work to home to his place, she'd never get there and she really did want to see him after getting that ridiculously over-cheesy singing telegram that had had her hiding behind her coworker Sally as she blushed and even patients were peeking their heads to see what the commotion was; they'd all laughed and clapped and had a good time at her expense and she had loved every moment of it even if she had been embarrassed to kingdom come. It had been a busy day and a part of her had wanted to just go home, grab leftovers, ignore her dad's comments about inviting 'this new boy that kept sending her stuff' over and sleep. Still, Gabe's sounded a lot more fun and he was just as good at relaxing her as any good snuggle under the covers was; which was had got her on the subway going his direction rather then home, and had her popping in a little shop that was ready to close up to pick up a Chianti and, for good measure--a box of cookies (slim pickings for dessert!) before she was trekking the last short walk to his apartment. |