“We act like colleagues more than father and son, to be honest.” Azhar admitted, laughing softly. “I did my fellowship with him and he taught me everything he knows. A few months into my fellowship, I won my first Harper Avery and another one a year later. I think it’s probably because I’ve made him so proud that he liked to reward me with new patients.” He waved at one of the doctors who walked past them before turning to Georgia. “I’ve read her work on Sexology. It’s quite interesting.” He told her with a soft chuckle. “I usually introduce myself as Dr. Khan to most people, even outside of work. I’m working on it…” He replied before shrugging his shoulders. “How about you call me Dr. Khan only when you’re in class? You can call me Azhar anywhere else… at the hospital or even in my office. How about that?” Was an informal relationship with his student the most ideal thing to do? He did not know. But he had lived a majority of his life as an adult, even when he was a child. He wanted something informal, something normal. And maybe having someone address him by his first name was a start. “Why don’t we head to the coffee cart then?” Azhar asked her, motioning her to follow him. “It’s a lot better than the watered down nonsense they serve at the cafeteria.”
“i think that’s cute, that you’re father & son, but you act like colleagues.” georgia smiles & nods her head, folding her arms over her chest listening intently to him. she grew fond of him, the more he opened his mouth, the more she was interested in getting to know him, but she cannot, she shall not, she will not, god but he just looks so good, no stop it georgia, he is your professor & you shouldn’t be feeling these things. “hmm, i’m not entirely sure what a harper avery is, but congratulations on winning that.” she congratulates him with a bright smile. when the doctor passed, she offered a smile to them, but kept listening to what he was talking about & didn’t want to be rude & tune him out, so she made sure to give him all his attention. nodding her head, she smiles, “i’ve read bits of that, but not too much of it.” she commented not that he probably cares if she reads her mom’s work or not. “done deal, i just don’t want to disrespect you or anything like that, but i’m glad to know that i can call you azhar outside of class, even though it’ll feel weird to me.” she chuckles softly, & bites on her lower lip, brushing some of her hair behind her ear. “uh yeah that sounds great, we can do that ... you might want to lead the way, since i don’t really know where that is.” she tells him & follows beside him toward the coffee cart. “gross, wouldn’t want watered down coffee.” she chuckles softly biting at her lip once more, “so uhm how long have you worked here ?” she questions, trying to make small talk with her professor.
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