Atlas Sinclair

Cole had his genes to thank for the slight flush in his cheeks remaining invisible, however he couldn't help the smile that cracked after the compliment. At least he hoped Atlas had meant it as one and not teasing him out of habit for it. "As if yours isn't enough?" The words slipped before he'd got a moment to think them through, followed by a soft laugh meant to soothe any damage his moment of recklessness might cause. After being alert all night, his instincts were finally starting to ease in, which only meant accident like this might happen. "One would think community service in small towns would be less busy, but you and I could both argue, huh?" Cole mused, picking up the freshly placed glass on the counter and taking a small sip. "Wish I could say the same, but I'm full on dad duties tomorrow." It wasn't like he was complaining, but it'd be a lie to say it was easy, too.

Atlas laughed softly and smiled at the male's words as he leaned closer and looked at them. "Nah, I think the town could always use more handsome faces and It will be boring to look at my face all the time but, I can spend hours looking into those beautiful eyes," he replied back raising a brow and smiling softly. Atlas was someone that was very chill, it took a lot for him to get upset or offended and he could tell that the other words came out in a positive way and even if it did come out negatively, the doctor would not mind at all. "True, small towns do have an habit of surprising you for sure . changing your notion of things," he added.

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Atlas was a animal person and loved them, how could he not love animals especially since he owned and also worked on a ranch. He knew every animal was different and just like people each had their own personalities. The doctor was off work, he was taking time and a moment just to breath. He had been on his phone the last hour, having a conversation that was not going anywhere. He sighed softly before turning off his phone and then hearing the other speak to him. "I do have a few barn cats at my ranch," he answered with a smile. "Sounds like you have a few yourself."

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Atlas for once had listened and so decided to take the night off and the next day off. The doctor did not have any plans at all and thought that it had been awhile since the town had seen his handsome face and he had missed being social. Atlas was an extrovert, he was always at some party, at a bar making friends, annoying people too. The male had been people watching, zoning in and out for the last hour before putting his order finally after deciding what he wanted to drink. He smiled at them. "Well as a doctor, my schedule tend to be all over the place but tonight and tomorrow I off," he spoke with a grin on his face. "I was wondering when I would see a handsome face. How is your night going Mr. Firefighter?"

Adrian listened without interrupting, his grip tightening just a little on the fence rail as Atlas talked about his parents. Attention seeking, childish brat—yeah, he knew those words. Different mouths, same script. It landed heavier than Adrian let show, because he'd spent enough years being misread by the same people to recognize the damage it did. He shook his head once, slow and deliberate. "They're wrong," he said plainly. "Needing air isn't a performance, it's survival." His eyes stayed on Atlas. "And you're not a brat for knowing when the walls are closing in. You're human."

After the night that he had just had, a part of JJ just wanted to head straight home and crash, while Mia was still at his parents' house. However, after being on-call in the NICU all night and having barely any time to even step away for a bite of food, he decided that he needed to grab breakfast first. Thankfully, he wasn't alone in his endeavour. "You don't have to ask me twice." JJ stifled a yawn as he buttoned his coat and flung his bag over his shoulder, nodding. "Let's get out of here." He grinned at his friend as they headed out of EWC. "Where are we headed?"

Sometimes Atlas found it very funny how his night looked different now, after work most times he either headed home, get some work done and then get things ready for tomorrow before showering and then heading to bed. Other nights he just spends it at a bar. Younger Atlas would not have believed older Atlas because the male would have attended a party he was invited to. The male smiled and chuckled. "Sounds like you need some serious strong good coffee and not terrible hospital coffee," he spoke softly before the headed out.

"No." Amara shook her head, her response short but firm. "I never learnt to see the reason behind them." She rolled her shoulders into a light shrug. There was a time she used to set goals, which sounded a lot like resolutions — just the allure of using the fresh year as a blank canvas to paint her best year yet; something Amara has long since put behind her back. "I used to set goals." She admitted. "Then coming back to Windsor Bay, I had to learn to take a step back. I learnt to enjoy the stillness that comes after all the holidays craze and slowly easing back in daily routine." Pausing, she allowed for a long silent moment to stretch in the space between them. "Was it all the holidays' craze that got to you?"

"I guess it's just one of those stupid things and tradition that some random person started a long time ago and it picked up and then it it turned into some kind of pressure thing to have goals for the new year," he replied shrugging his shoulders. The doctor really think at least to him it was stupid but he knew that other people actually found it useful and helpful for sure.

“Maybe you did. Keep that up and next thing you know, you’ll win the lottery and get out of dodge.” Cass mused with a light laugh. It was good to see the positive impact she made on Atlas’ morning and she could only hope that would continue throughout the rest of their shifts. “I didn’t say it, but how much do you want to bet some first year resident might end up jinxing it for all of us?” There was a high probability that it could happen, especially with their naivety and eagerness to learn. “I’m calling that the ER department might be the suspect if that were the case.”

"Maybe, knowing me I might end doing something by the end of the day and my luck will change," he joked chuckling as he shake his head. A sigh escaped from the doctor's lips as he ran his hands through his hair. Atlas did believe in good and bad karma. He felt he always walked on a fine line and his actions tend to bring either both. "Oh, definitely for sure. I will bet ten bucks and lunch on me," he laughed with a smile on his face. "For sure, I might have heard some stories from the ER department about when a resident said the Q word and the look they gave them."

"Absolutely. I wish I could begin to explain how grateful I am for you finding these because I would've totally been lost if I didn't have them. I feel like everybody says that, but it's true." She laughed a bit as she looked at him. "Plus, not everyone would've been super nice like that and pointed them out but luckily you were." Brianna replied to Atlas and smiled a bit. "Can I get you a coffee or tea or something to thank you for being so kind?"

"I totally understand and get it. I remember one time in college after a football game I lost my keys and I had to spend so much money to get them replace especially my university charge so much because you have to pay for you roommates keys too," he replied with a smile. The doctor understood and was glad she did not have to go through that headache. "I never say no to free drink especially if it's coffee and plus is coming from someone so beautiful."

Holiday's attention focused soley on Atlas as he admitted to having drinks thrown at him. "Randomly?" her brow arched suspiciously before a small smile hinted at the corner of her lips. "Right" She nodded with a laugh as if she didn't believe him, and she didn't. "So tell me about these random times you got a drink tossed at you" she pried, folding her arms over the bar and leaning over them slightly. "Lemme offer a second opinion on if they were 'random'" she teased.

"Yes randomly," he answered with a grin on his face. "Okay, I will go ahead and say first I am not a saint and I did deserve it this one time because, I was sleeping with two sisters and one of the found out," he explained. "But, before you say anything someone mistook me for their fiance because they looked at like and thought I was cheating on them." he added. Atlas had so many different stories and he could go on.

Adrian almost smiled as Atlas said left my passport. He shook his head, a little laugh escaping him. It was so Atlas it hurt. "Sure," Adrian said, looking at his mug then back at Atlas. "Of course you came back. If you ever really left for good, I think the world would just stop working."

Atlas knew deep down when he forgot something during a trip it was an excuse, his way of finding a reason of backing out of it. The doctor sometimes knew himself way and sometimes he did not. It was often complicated. Atlas had his passport and other important document in one place that he could easily grab but he did not take it with him because he knew sooner or later he would be back and there was really no point. "Right, I did not want to do that to people and get the world to stop working. After all everyone needs their resident doctor and troublemaker, plus without me the town will be very, very boring," he chuckled softly shaking his head.

Relieved when he welcomed her presence, the blonde smiled wide hearing the offer to help feed baby goats. She nodded quickly "Obviously yes" she said with an excited lopsided grin. "I will never say no to feeding baby anything" she chuckled.

Atlas smiled at Hattie excitement on her face. He always loved seeing that smile and joy from people when it came to the baby animals and he was rarely never got a no response when he asked people if they wanted to feed baby animals. "You and me both. You can say this is one of my favorite things I love doing on the ranch," he doctor replied back. He walked as Hattie followed behind him.

"Yeah," Amara sighed. "It's kind of daunting." She wasn't sure whether it came with aging or were just there people like her who weren't like most at the end of the year — hopeful and ready to conquer the world once the clock rang midnight and fireworks shot up in the air. She'd been passing the excuse for the rising ache in her chest to panic, to feeling suffocated by the crowd when it reality it was the anticipation for what was to come. The quiet after the storm. December always came and went so quickly. Her favorite time of the year, Christmas Eve, her birthday, then New Year's Eve. Everything was still and not so much at the same time. Then came the quiet before life got back on its tracks.

Honestly Atlas was neutral about the new year, there was a part of him that did hope it would be better. The year had been a bit complicated and he had a feeling that was not going to change because he could still see some complication in his future but he was okay with facing it. He was hopeful and hopped that everyone he cared about new year was better that than their previous year.

Tristan let out a breathy laugh when Atlas finally appeared, eyes darting between him and the goat like he fully expected betrayal at any second. "Chase," he repeated. "That tracks. That is absolutely the face of a menace named Chase." He glanced back at the goat, lowering his voice like it might understand him. "No hard feelings, man, we cool." The goat was still not convinced.

"Ya, the name is totally so original and creative I know," the doctor replied with a chuckle in a sarcastic tone, shaking his head. "The trick is that you just have to show him that you are not scared of him and stand up to him and he will backdown a bit," he added with a smile on his face. Atlas knew the animals well, Chase could be pretty friendly sometimes but they hated strangers for sure.

Cassandra held her breath as she assessed Atlas’ behaviour towards the offer. It looked like divine intervention was on her side as he didn’t bother to ask why like she had asked. “That would have been a terrible morning.” she replied with a frown. She wouldn’t know how she would function without caffeine and he was right, the coffee here was a hit or miss. 

"Terrible morning for sure and I am guessing the universe is being nice to me today. I guess I have been good and racked up some good karma," he replied nodding his head. Atlas himself found it funny, in a way he did believe in Karam and that one gets back what they put out. So he did try his best to put out good, he was actually kind and sweet to others despite what his reputation says. His patients would never believed that the doctor could be a heartbreaker, could be hurtful and sometimes even mean.

Brianna looked up at the gentleman as he asked if something belonged to her. "Oh.." She said as she looked down at the floor that had her keys on it. She hadn't even heard them drop when she sat down. "Oh wow.. Thank you." She said as she leaned over and picked up the keys. "I probably would've noticed when I was getting ready to leave, but you never know what could've happened before that." She mentioned. "I appreciate it very much."

Atlas smiled as she picked up the keys. He was glad he noticed them and could return it to her. He knew how frustrating, annoying it could be if he lost his eyes. Especially make things and the day even more stressful if he was already having a bad day. "You're welcome, I am just glad that I noticed and you did not have to end up looking for it and go through all that stress."