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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 13, 2020 22:19:06 GMT
WR would arrive at the Sudeki household early Sunday afternoon, dressed in somewhat casual wear that they had purchased with some of the leftover funds Leon had given them. It was the first time they had shown any leg in public in... about three years, so that felt weird as fuck. Their right arm was slinged up from their first training session with Leon -- it didn't hurt so much as it was sore, but it was still painful to move, so they decided to leave the sling on for the time being. After a few deep breaths, they finally knocked on the door. It was that time again... |
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Post by Stevie-Rae Sudeki on Dec 13, 2020 22:34:57 GMT
Stevie still had on her pink kitten scrubs when she opened the door. Her face was slightly flushed as she had just come from the kitchen. She took in WR's new clothes with a grin but froze when she saw her arm. Stevie hadn't seen her at the hospital or seen a report of her being there. Worry filled her face.
"WR! What happened, honey? Who did this? Are you ok? When did this happen? Where have you been? When I find whoever did this I swear to god I'll fucking hurt them."
All this was said rather quickly and in a single breath. It wasn't until Stevie ran out of breath and took a deep one she realized she was gripping the door a little too hard. She let it go and dropped her hand to her side.
"Please come in, WR. Would you tell me what happened?"
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 13, 2020 22:51:08 GMT
Ah yes, the typical mom response from Stevie. WR would just grin, curious as to how she'd react when she found out Leon was responsible for their dislocated shoulder.
They'd smile and step inside, holding up their good hand as a sign that Stevie didn't have to kill anyone.
"Relax, it was just a little accident with Leon." They'd pause briefly as they looked around the room. As usual, Leon was nowhere to be found, but maybe he'd show up eventually. They'd shrug, wincing slightly. Shrugging was a habit they just couldn't break, despite the fact that their arm was folded like a fucking burrito.
"Remember when I asked you about Leon the other morning? Yeah, I decided to take his training."
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Post by Stevie-Rae Sudeki on Dec 13, 2020 22:55:02 GMT
Stevie's eyes flared with fire.
"Leon did this? I'll fucking hurt him too."
She paused. Ah, training. Yeah that'll happen. Shit.
"Training with him, huh? I'll still kick his ass for this."
She flushed this time not from the kitchen heat.
"I'm kind of fond of you, kid. The thought of you getting hurt, obviously, doesn't thrill me too much. But I get it. You're all grown and you can handle yourself."
Jeez. Who was she trying to convince? Stevie inwardly rolled her eyes at herself.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 13, 2020 23:00:14 GMT
WR would just hold their smirk.
"If it makes you feel any better, I gave Leon a run for his money 'till I..." They'd pause momentarily to figure out how to word it. "Well, let's just say I made a mistake I won't be making twice." They decided to also not mention that they punched him in the balls. That would be an awkward conversation.
"I'll be fine, promise. It's just dislocated."
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Post by Stevie-Rae Sudeki on Dec 13, 2020 23:05:48 GMT
This DID make Stevie smile a little.
"So, you held your own against Leon? That's no easy chore. Take it from me. Have you had it relocated yet?"
If they said no, Stevie would offer to do it for them. If yes she would gesture at the couch.
"Just try not to shrug quite so much. I'll get him back later. Oh, we are having roast beef tonight with potatoes, carrots, celery, onions, and mushrooms. It's gonna be fantastic!"
She would rush back to the kitchen to check it again.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 13, 2020 23:11:12 GMT
WR nodded at Stevie's question and took a seat on the couch. "It's just sore now."
"I think he was going easy on me, but I also think he despises my fighting style. Not really sure." They'd say honestly, smiling back at the thought. They had a lot of fun with that round, but they knew it'd be more hell than fun later down the line.
They opened their mouth to tell her about the tournament that Leon signed them up for, but stopped at the realization that that would probably both piss her off and upset her, so they decided against it and patiently waited for her to come back from the kitchen.
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Post by Stevie-Rae Sudeki on Dec 13, 2020 23:13:41 GMT
Stevie checked on the roast and came back.
"Just ten more minutes and it should be perfect. Coke? Ice?
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 13, 2020 23:14:28 GMT
"Coke." They'd say with a smile.
"Where is Leon anyway? It seems like I spend more time in his house than he does."
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Post by Stevie-Rae Sudeki on Dec 14, 2020 2:28:21 GMT
Stevie sighed lightly.
"Oh he's probably still up at work meeting with committee members. He doesn't really have scheduled hours. He just has a lot going on right now."
His longer hours didn't put as much of a damper on their relationship as Stevie had originally thought it would. They didn't have to be side by side to be able to feel close to one another. It was nice. She definitely needed that for her hours at the hospital. While she made her own hours, he still took care of a lot more than was on her plate. She had made mention of this get together to Leon but whether he showed up, that was a different story entirely.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 14, 2020 5:04:08 GMT
"Gotcha," They'd say with a nod as they scratched their chin.
That was fine. It would probably be awkward to hang out with him all buddy-buddy one day while they attempted to beat each other's asses the next. Regardless, it was a good chance for them and Stevie to connect, so they didn't mind it too much.
They'd take off their jacket and throw it over the back of the couch.
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Post by Stevie-Rae Sudeki on Dec 14, 2020 6:11:45 GMT
Stevie was about to ask how else the day went when a chime sounded from the kitchen.
"Oh. It's ready! I hope you're hungry."
She made her way to the kitchen and brought back a coke for WR.
"Ya know, I never asked if you liked to dish your own plate or not."
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 14, 2020 6:19:35 GMT
WR would open their mouth again but would stop words from coming out as Stevie popped into the kitchen again.
They'd remain silent until she set their coke down in front of them. They'd pop the tab and take a sip before responding to their question.
"No preference, don't really want to trouble you with it though."
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Post by Stevie-Rae Sudeki on Dec 14, 2020 6:23:16 GMT
Stevie went back into the kitchen and dished out two plates.
"Oh honey, I love taking care of people. It's one of the reasons I became a doctor. I actually have a proposition for you. I'm not sure how you'll respond."
She came back and put the plates down, catawampus as usual.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 14, 2020 6:33:57 GMT
WR would raise a brow and stare at Stevie while she set down their plate.
"Yeah? Shoot." They honestly didn't know what to expect, for once. Stevie was usually a pretty predictable one.
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