Snippet #1947660

Addison nodded, hiding a smile. Seeing him everyday definitely wouldn't bother her, she just hoped the fact that her small crush she'd had hadn't been easily detected when she was younger. She could feel it resurfacing and practically hitting her dead in the face as though to say I'm still here!

" So do I," she responded, keeping her tone light as she kept an eye on her breathing. One part about being sick and constantly in and out of hospitals; it absolutely sucked to hate needles especially since you tended to get quite a few. Pale eyes pointedly avoided looking at the needle as she studied Nathanael's face.

She could tell he was taller than her, it'd be odd if her wasn't, and looked pretty healthy. As befitted a doctor. He had grey eyes that tended to smile when his lips did, showing he was a relatively good natured man. Addison ignored the slight pinch as the needle went in and exhaled the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding, keeping her eyes calm and her body relaxed. She'd learned long ago that it hurt more when you were tense.

" So," the blonde began, honestly curious now. " you became a doctor. Was that before or after you helped me?" This was partly a joke, " Do you like it?" Yup, this was definitely Addison trying to keep her attention off the needle. Classic. She felt like hitting herself in the forehead, that's how stupid she felt.