/ I'll reply everything this noon. and also this (hit the button if you haven't yet) 🫶

"Good morning!" he's been up since 6 am. time for second breakfast (because he's a hobbit on the inside)

--- not a patient. "Morning, may I help you?"

Sweets stepped out of the elevator balancing a messenger bag over one shoulder and a cup of coffee in his hand. He had barely made it to his office door when he noticed @NovaLuvr68 waiting for him outside the room. He didn't have any appointment that early, so she was ---

/ thank you dear !! 🫂

ㅤ · 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥. ♡ this for a starter. ↺ to spread the word. My dms are open if you'd like to plot.

ㅤ · 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥. ♡ this post if if you're ok with Sweets interacting with you. ( I'm usually pretty shy, so I feel more comfortable if I know that I'm not bothering you somehow. thanks )

"They probably put up flyers. Called every friend, every relative..." He took a small sip before settling into the chair across from her. "And now they have to keep waiting, until the investigation ends."

"I'm good, a patient just cancelled our appointment and well... Let's say I'm killing time."

"Um, probably... I had other plans, but I guess I'll go home."

--- pressure's on." Sweets folded his arms loosely, careful to keep his posture open. "I'm not here to put labels on your head, Agent Booth. Just to do my job."

--- glanced at the case file Booth had pointed to. "You know, I agree with you. Some people are just awful. I would probably choose a clinical term, but yes. Knowing /how/ they're evil, tells me what stresses him, what mistakes he'll make, or what he'll do when the ---

He didn't rush to answer, didn't take offense at being called 'kid'. If anything, he expected it. "I don't think talking magically fixes anything. What talking does, is help to deal with emotions before they consume you." His voice was calm, matter-of-fact. Then, Lance --

oh, it's raining... I love it when it rains, except when my car is broken. And right now it's broken.

no patients, no cases, just chillin'