FTEC - Saturday Night 10/14

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Whistleing cheerfully, Wilson headed into the clinic for the Saturday night shift. He carried a maple latte in one hand and over his good shoulder rested his satchel. He was still grading papers from Thursday's test and also had a few crossword puzzles to entertain himself with if the evening was slow.

Setting everything down at the front desk, he started a pot of Kona coffee for the night, then unpacked his laptop and papers. A small radio also made an apperance quickly plugged in and dialed to a station that played classical, insturmental jazz and big band on Saturday nights.

Thus, he was settled in for a long, hopefully quiet, evening at the clinic.

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FTEC - Saturday Night 10/14

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

For all your bruised, bleeding or sniffly needs!

Re: FTEC - Saturday Night 10/14

[demonbelthazor]

Sometime after detention, Bel wandered into the clinic. He might as well get those claw marks on his chest checked out, just to make sure they didn't get infected or anything.

Re: FTEC - Saturday Night 10/14

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Looking up from where he was grading papers, Wilson smiled first then arched an eyebrow second.

"Is this social or business?"

Re: FTEC - Saturday Night 10/14

[demonbelthazor]

"Business," Bel said, rubbing his chest. "I, uh, got kinda scratched up yesterday."

Re: FTEC - Saturday Night 10/14

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Arching his eyebrows, Wilson wisely bit off any immediate comments about Phoebe and....yeah, stopping that line of thought right at the station.

Pushing away from the desk, Wilson stood up and motioned with his hand towards the hall. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/217324.html?thread=6103020#t6103020)

"All right then, let's take a look."