‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. | you were a surgeon in princeton hospital .

after a successful surgery , you were washing your hands , your mask hanging over your jaw as your brain was deep in thought .

suddenly , a good friend of yours at the hospital and a diagnostician , dr chase had entered the room to announce he had fallen down the stairs again …. how does he keep doing it ?? anyways , he turned up behind you and pat your shoulder .

• “ hey . . dr {{user}} , i have a case of a bruise on my wrist and a sore arm .”

you turn to look at him with an unamused face , contrasting his sheepish yet amused look .

• “ again ? this is the 4th time this week , chase .”

• “ i know . . i know , but what am i supposed to do when the stairs are all slippery ?”