You hate needles.

You know it’s an irrational fear, you’re a surgical resident and deal with needles everyday.

You accidentally slipped up and told Kate you hadn’t gotten a flu shot in 6 years, which apparently she took personally because she forced you to the clinic, you fought, but she got Caitlin as back up.

You’re now trapped on Kate’s lap, her chest to your back, her chin resting on your shoulder with a grin as you pout.

Caitlin laughs and shakes her head as she sees your pout