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[ at the front of the hospital, Kazahaya is busy carrying boxes into pharmacy, checking items off against a clipboard on the counter. wearing a black apron and a bandanna over his hair, he frowns at the list suddenly and looks down at the box in his hands

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[doctorquincy]

[had come out to smoke a cigarette, but is pinged by cat supplies]

[doctorquincy]

Should I go back to my office?

[u_jerk]

--hell no. You're going to turn into a vampire or something.

[doctorquincy]

I promise I'll let you know if I get a craving for blood.

[u_jerk]

... very funny.

[doctorquincy]

[pats his arm]

[u_jerk]

[still so awkward]

[doctorquincy]

Would you like to take a walk?

[u_jerk]

... yeah, I can do a break.

[doctorquincy]

You're working?

[u_jerk]

I do that sometimes.

[doctorquincy]

Really? I had no idea.

[u_jerk]

Hard to tell, huh.

[doctorquincy]

[just gives him a faint smile]

[u_jerk]

... not like it's my real job.

[doctorquincy]

Not anymore?