Denny felt a tad bored and frustrated with just laying around all day, so it was a relief when his doctor came over to play a round of Scrabble on their break.

"So, how's it going, doc? Have y'already accepted that I'm winnin'?" Denny asked, the corner of his lip quirked up into a teasing smile, leaning forward on his bed slightly to catch a glimpse of your remaining letters.