078. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

My fall-guy.
My dingo.
My care bear.
My pain in the ass.
My leprechaun.
My lunch.
My clinic, my rules.

...My God is this getting old.

[ooc; bbl! I'll pick up backdated tags!]

Comments

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Are you working through the Bumper Book of Bush Breeds?

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Are you reading me porno titles?

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

No, but there are premium lines where they can do that for you.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Nah. I learned to read for more than one reason.

So when did your girlfriend start paying for you? Is it the role reversal that's keeping things hot?

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

She's cursed. And not my girlfriend, flattering as it is that you're willing to fight for me.

Wait. Do I mean disturbing? I think that's what I mean.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I'd deem it equally disturbing with the image of overly curled, girly writing all over you in marker.

I didn't need that mental image.

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

She-

Look, she pinned me down. She's probably done the same thing to half the apartment building by now. It's just some... weird curse.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Great sob story. However, the minor detail involving your attraction to her does change it up.

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

She's attractive. What, it's more interesting to you because I'm not blind?