[York remains utterly oblivious to the gaze on his ass. If he were aware, maybe he wouldn't put his shirt on; what Freelancer doesn't love an audience? But, alas, he is not, and his back muscles disappear under cotton. Farewell, shoulder blades. Au revoir, obliques.]
Little earlier than that. [He returns to his coffee. Mm, coffee.] Figured I could get a little training of my own done before you two finish up. Or maybe I could go bother you at your job, that sounds fun. Door's always open, right?
["Bros before hos" is clearly a concept that North is foreign to the idea of being on the receiving end of.
The smile he gives is too tired to be a grin, but it reaches all the way to his near-permanently sleepy eyes anyway, crinkles the corners and softens his face.]
[Bros AND hos, man, that is where it should be AT. But seriously, how could he ditch his best friend when York can get smiles like that out of him? It would be unconscionable. More North smiles need to happen.]
I'll bring you a snack. Do you get snack breaks at General Hospital? Man, I'd bring you a beer for after, but I don't think the shop has a liquor license.
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Little earlier than that. [He returns to his coffee. Mm, coffee.] Figured I could get a little training of my own done before you two finish up. Or maybe I could go bother you at your job, that sounds fun. Door's always open, right?
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North crosses his legs and casually adjusts the crotch of his overalls.]
It's the Pokemon Center, of course it is. I don't know how much of me you'll see, though. Usually I'm back in the back with the patients.
[Nurse Joy has come to love his calm attitude and unshakable strength when it comes to holding some of the more nervous patients still.]
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[He sits on the bed again and rests his right ankle on his left knee so he can enjoy his coffee in comfort.]
Okay if I come hang out anyway, though? I'll bring D-2's book, you won't even know we're there.
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Of course. I'm afraid I'm not much company, but you're welcome to come stay. Carolina have plans?
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[He half-hides a yawn behind his mug, then takes another sip.]
Besides, I missed you, too, man.
[And since he has the opportunity to spend one hundred percent of his hours, waking or sleeping, near one of them, well...]
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The smile he gives is too tired to be a grin, but it reaches all the way to his near-permanently sleepy eyes anyway, crinkles the corners and softens his face.]
I missed you too, York.
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I'll bring you a snack. Do you get snack breaks at General Hospital? Man, I'd bring you a beer for after, but I don't think the shop has a liquor license.
[No bars till Violet. : (]
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[Especially since apparently the granola bars in the snack bowl are where all the staff - Chansey nurses included - get their snacks.]
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[He raises his coffee in toast.]
Tonight, we snack like kings.
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Hear hear.