Apr. 18th, 2009 12:47 am
muse_shuffle | September Disc Two
Oct. 4th, 2008 03:18 pmTrack 3. I'll always be there for you // That means no time to waste // Whenever there's a chance
(Air – ‘Cherry Blossom Girl’)
Co-written with
pullmysteth
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Riley flopped down in the chair beside Pat’s hospital bed and pulled the baseball cap off his head, sending his curly hair sticking up in all directions. It had most definitely been used as a disguise. The last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself and be stuck talking to a one of his colleagues. If he wasn't so worried about Pat, he wouldn't even be at PPTH in the first place. He looked at Pat with a mixture of tiredness and helplessness. “This is all just a ploy to get me out of the house, isn’t it?” he joked half-heartedly, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the side of the bed.
Pat gave a small, succinct nod. “Oh, of course, darling. Mmhmm, absolutely. The sutures and IV are all pretty fabulous props, aren’t they? Now if only I could get a doctor as sexy as you to give me a sponge bath and my evil genius plotting will be complete.”
( “Don’t look at me. I’m liable to accidentally drown you in the basin of water,” Riley said with a faint smirk... )
Lachlan Campbell [
drcampbell], Tara Brennan-Campbell [
doctortara], Tabitha Browne [
asinthecity] & Evie Miller [
imnodoctor] referred to with permission
Word Count | 1,147
(Air – ‘Cherry Blossom Girl’)
Co-written with
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[Follows THIS]
Riley flopped down in the chair beside Pat’s hospital bed and pulled the baseball cap off his head, sending his curly hair sticking up in all directions. It had most definitely been used as a disguise. The last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself and be stuck talking to a one of his colleagues. If he wasn't so worried about Pat, he wouldn't even be at PPTH in the first place. He looked at Pat with a mixture of tiredness and helplessness. “This is all just a ploy to get me out of the house, isn’t it?” he joked half-heartedly, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the side of the bed.
Pat gave a small, succinct nod. “Oh, of course, darling. Mmhmm, absolutely. The sutures and IV are all pretty fabulous props, aren’t they? Now if only I could get a doctor as sexy as you to give me a sponge bath and my evil genius plotting will be complete.”
( “Don’t look at me. I’m liable to accidentally drown you in the basin of water,” Riley said with a faint smirk... )
Lachlan Campbell [
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Word Count | 1,147
- Current Mood:
blah
- Current Location: Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital