drdonkeykong

Dennis in his fifties, blonde hair littered w grey. He still works in the ed but he also does classes from time to time, specifically about the differences present in rural medicine.

And jack and robby are college roommates and occasional fuck buddies who are foaming at the mouth every time Dr Whitaker guest lectures, getting excited every time they have a rotation at PTMC because that means they’re more likely to be able to sneak a glance at him at some point.

One day, they’re dicking around a bit leaving the lecture building, ready to get home, when robby stops dead in his tracks - jack is half on his back, arms around Robby’s neck. When he looks up, he sees what made him stop. Dr Whitaker is leaning against the wall of the building, cigarette hanging between his delicate fingers as he stares at them, smirking. They stay there staring for a bit, before Whitaker takes a final drag of his cigarette before stomping it out, leaving to his car with a wink and a lazy salute in the med students direction.