Antonio, Orion, & Morgan

“Morgan!” Thea squealed delightfully–and then coughing a bit–when the doctor stepped in, her little legs swinging as she sat on the edge of the exam table. “My throat hurts,” she whined. 

Jamie glanced up from the magazine he was mindlessly flipping through, his breath hitching a bit, which shouldn’t happen when he saw his best friend nearly every. And yet, ever since he asked the man to be his pretend boyfriend, the librarian couldn’t bring himself to stare at Morgan for too long without his blood pressure going up. “Uh. Hi. I’m–I’m doing alright,” he greeted, feeling his face blushing from being called sweetheart. He needed to get used to these things if he wanted to convince his parents that they were actually together. “I mean, Thea started coughing a couple days ago and it hasn’t cleared up yet. I…got a little worried.” 

“I’m glad.” Morgan said tenderly as he smiled while checking over the nurse’s notes. He couldn’t help it. Jamie had been his best friend since college and Morgan had a budding crush on him then. Never imagining it going anywhere or turning into anything until Jamie asked him to be his pretend boyfriend. Morgan wasn’t going to leave his friend in a tight spot, but he would be lying if he only agreed out of the goodness of heart. Like his cousin always told him; fake it til you make it. 

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As soon as someone mentioned they were into sports, Lucas would jump on that opportunity. He recently met one of the Lennox residents who played baseball all his life. While Luke was more into football himself, any sports made for a good time regardless. He was also baffled to hear that Antonio was Zara’s brother, but it was also a little amusing. Luke got along with her brother while she always seemed irritated by Luke’s presence. But whatever. “What’s up, man?” The werewolf greeted. “Alright, what are we thinking today? I brought the football, but we could swing by the batting cage too. See if you can hit a ball coming at you like lightning.” Luke beamed with a sly grin.

“What’s up, my guy?” Antonio grinned while shoving his hands into his pockets. “You know how it is. Physical therapy was boring as hell. Doc had me hold a freaking pen for thirty minutes.” He didn’t mention that he had dropped it more than five times, but Antonio tried to keep those under wraps. Sometimes he felt envious of Lucas and of Zara. Werewolves didn’t have to go through physical therapy they would just heal and be on their way. As soon as the thought came it was buried. “While I would to show off my pro batting skills in front of you, I feel like a good one on one football game is what the doctor ordered,” Antonio laughed. “Today’s the day I’ll finally tackle you to the ground.”

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Des was a creature of habit in all honesty. She would wake up, go to the bar and come home with Az waiting to hear whatever story she had to tell from that night before repeating the same cycle all over again. It was like clockwork, and she knew she could wait to get there for her shift that night and see some of her favorite regulars. 

Morgan Jones had been here his whole life, so while she was practically a relic at The Mocking Bird, he knew the place like the back of his hand. Maybe she was jealous in a way, considering how good she had felt here. So proud of herself for giving herself some sort of stability. He was one of her favorite regulars alongside Ophelia, so the Banshee perked up when she noticed him coming in, no matter if it was for a drink or just to say hello. 

“If it isn’t the mighty Mr. Morgan Jones – how are you my friend?” She asked, instantly grabbing a glass to make his usual. “The same, or are you feeling something a bit different today?”

There wasn’t much that could sour Morgan’s mood, but after getting off the phone with an old colleague earlier the frown was glued to his face. “Not tonight. Just a glass of water,” He told Des as he sat down on his usual stool. “Got a call from an old colleague of mine at the hospital and he asked me to help him out tonight.”

Morgan made a noise between a groan and a sigh. He was always up to helping out and do so without complaint, but he had planned on taking Jamie and Thea out. He didn’t want to cancel again.

Morgan’s day had been a little busy. With school looming in the distance many parents were getting the recommended physical check up for their children. Pen scritch scratching across the forms on his clipboard Morgan handed a couple off at the nurse’s station. “Doctor Jones, your 3 o’clock is in room five.” He nodded in acknowledgement without looking up from his clipboard. With a practiced hand he took the new forms from the nurse and added them to the clipboard.

Good evening everyone! My name is Clark, I’m trans, and I go by she/her pronouns. :) I’m the type of person to see a bunch of cool species and apply for two human muses haha. Sadly I won’t be joining the discord right now. I have bad trauma associated with it so the best place to get ahold of me is on tumblr. I’ll be working on Morgan’s and Antonio’s intro tonight or tomorrow, but I’ll share a little for plotting purposes!

Morgan Jones. 39. Cisman. Homosexual. Lived in Lennox his whole life and very aware of supernatural, actually minored in supernatural medicine so he can help other species with medical issues that magic or their healing can’t fix. Used to work in the ER at the Lennox Hospital but five years ago became a pediatrician. Currently in a fake relationship with Jamie Song.