#swiftresponder

She’ll be dropped for you!

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Lamenting in her own anguish wasn’t going to get her anywhere. So things weren’t going as planned---that happened before! But never did things not go to plan where her emotions were put out there for others to see and witness. How irritating. Slumped over on a bench. she could barely hear the other approach over how loud her own horrid thoughts were. Looking up, she simply frowned, sitting up straight and crossing her arms over her chest.

“Dr. Ziegler,” her tone was filled with irritation. “What a surprise to see you here.”

She had let her mouth run off when she was saying farewell to the other, and while she didn’t regret it, it still wasn’t making this any better. Angela was one of the few people she didn’t want to run into---though if it had to be anyone she figured it was better than the two she let see her at her weakest. As if the other hadn’t seen that before anyway.

“Are you here to chew me out for my final goodbye? If it’s any consolation I figured neither of us would remember it anyway.”

This. This was definitely not someone she wanted to see. Nor someone she expected to see. The esteemed Dr. Ziegler herself, coming to wish her goodbye and good tidings, unknowing of the literal hell she had put her through internally. Grinding her teeth, she seethed quietly for a moment before remembering.

None of this mattered.

Relaxing, she gave the other a smile---it wasn’t happy, but more so amused.

“So it takes until we are being booted from this infernal city for the good doctor to bother sharing a visit, hm? Is it because our memories will be wiped and you want a good conscience before such will happen? It won’t matter what you say. None of us will remember. You could yell and scream and curse me out, you could be more than a goody two shoes for once in your life and it wouldn’t matter... And yet, you choose to try and be kind and civil, never breaking that stone cold goodness you’re known for.”

“And you know what? That’s probably why I was drawn to you, Ziegler. The fact you were so irritatingly good, that no matter what you did you did it with such a nice light shone upon you, no one could ever see wrong. It was so infuriating... and so alluring at the same time. It was impossible to get you out of my mind. I so badly wanted to see you slip up just once or even better see me with an ounce of respect and interest... But it never happened.

Fake relationship         

Mouth open as soon as the other said this, she could feel it go dry. This was possibly the worst situation she could have been placed in, currently. Frozen still like that for a moment, she finally closed her mouth, before it moved into a gentle smile. It was all for the sake of playing pretend, wasn’t it. She could let some honesty slip out under a guise.

It would feel like heaven if even for a moment.

“Oh, but I couldn’t think of anyone more charming than you, Angela.”

When he sees her, Hanzo thinks that he is still not quite sure how to feel about Angela Ziegler. Perhaps not by her own volition she has been thrust into the affairs of the Shimada, whether or not she was aware of how Hanzo viewed her as an outsider or uncomfortable bystander. By simply putting hands on the younger brother, Genji, she became involved.

She surely had thoughts on it all. Hanzo was split between wishing to hear them and willing the doctor to forget she ever had a patient by the name of Shimada Genji.

It was awkward. He could put it simply, cleanly as so.

“ ... Good evening, Doctor Ziegler.”

Bright, blue eyes, as vibrant as the summer sky, were hard to look away from when they possessed the physician’s critical gaze. Hanzo’s own hardened lacquer gaze did not waver. He wished it would - he wanted to look away.

          “I promised nothing expensive or extremely over the top,” Ray exclaims with a smile, placing his hands gently upon her shoulders. “But you got to promise you you’ll close your eyes until i say to open them.” He was a man with a plan, a cheesy one at that. This time he wasn't going to be scolded on the amount of money he spends on her gifts. Ray was dressed up as usual for when he had dates with her, but today was a special day. “I’ll guide you, so dont worry about falling or such.” Behind his doors were something..special.