Hm, noted. Doctor Al-Hashimi, maybe not a fan of darker humour. Richie's been feeling that out across the ED for a bit, with varying degrees of success. This? Perhaps not one of the better attempts.

With a click of his tongue, he casts a hand through the air dismissively. "Another life." Nothing to worry about, his tone suggests. Bad joke. "Forget I said anything."

the chaos of the emergency department helped to mask some the ceaseless explosions from the fireworks. so, lucia decided to hang around instead of slipping back upstairs to her office; where she usually took care of her paperwork.

lucia took a deep, shaky breath as she dropped down her files down at the nurses' station. it wasn't the first time she'd hung around with dana and the team, so she knew everyone on their shift. however, there did seem to be a new face... headed right for her. ❛❛ doctor al-hashimi, right? ❜❜ lucia asked, offering a hesitant smile.

⁀⚕      𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒚  𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒚.      (      @prcmethean      ) | | |   ⤷   :   👔  Pull  the  receiver  in  for  a  kiss  by  their  collar  /  tie  /  belt.  (  prcmethean  is  grabbing  that  man!  )

𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧  𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬  𝐭𝐨𝐨  𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞.  too  close  for  professional  distance,  too  close  for  pretending  this  is  just  another  argument  about  protocol  or  tone  or  who  overstepped  first.  the  words  fall  apart  between  them  and  then  baran’s  hand  is  suddenly  there  —  hooked  in  robby’s  belt,  yanking  him  forward  with  a  force  that  knocks  the  air  from  his  lungs.

⁀⚕      𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕  𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔.      (      @prcmethean      ) | | |   ⤷   :   [  TXT  ]  :  do  i  sense  sarcasm  in  your  tone?  (robby)

⁀⚕      𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕  𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔.      (      @prcmethean      ) | | |   ⤷   :   [TXT]  :  i  had  a  dream  about  you.  (you've  got  mail  verse)

❪    ᴛxᴛ.    internet.    ❫    yeah? ❪    ᴛxᴛ.    internet.    ❫    it  was  dirty  wasn't  it?  ❪    ᴛxᴛ.    internet.    ❫    now  you  have  to  tell  me.