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@drdawsonyoung
STATS • BIO • WANTED CONNECTIONS • PINTEREST
General:
FULL NAME: Dawson Young
AGE: forty-six
OCCUPATION: plastic surgeon
BIRTH DATE: march 25, 1979
PLACE OF BIRTH: harrison, missouri
NEIGHBORHOOD: orchard drive
NATIONALITY: american
ETHNICITY: welsh, german, scottish
GENDER: cismale
PRONOUNS: he/him
SEXUALITY: pansexual
RELIGION: agnostic
LANGUAGES: english, medical-purpose spanish
A bright laugh passed blushed lips as she watched him retrieve his cup. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." she playfully reassured as she placed her teabag in the steaming cup of her own. "Only a half cup? Brave man." Sleep still hung in her eyes as she added a splash of milk to her tea. "You know it. I swear, every season is sick season in Pediatrics. Plus, with it being hiking season aka tick season, I've plucked more bugs out of legs than I care to ever have." Charlotte gave a shrug as she finally took a sip of her drink. "Never boring, at least."
"I appreciate it" He said with a smile before turning to only pour a half cup of coffee. "Oh yeah I know it's not much, but I do everything I can to avoid being too hyped up and jittery. Not great for surgery." He said with a laugh. "You have a long day today?" He asks, his deep voice calm and soft. "Geez, isn't it? I swear day cares are just germ houses." He paused holding his mug to his lip when she mentioned ticks. "Do people bring their kids in for that?" He said curiously. Where he grew up, he was so used to ticks that they just removed them themselves. @charlotte-harrington
"We need like, a staff airfryer or something that's gonna bring those things back to life." Still, it wouldn't save her wilted lettuce leaves she'd pushed around the bowl. Nothing down here was really appealing, but if the emergency department was particularly busy this was where she ended up, which was more often than she'd liked. "I remember," she nodded. "You can just call me Ceyda though." She'd rather things were a little less formal. "You're better than me," she always forgot to pack lunch, sometimes she'd pack snacks and an energy drink to keep her caffeine intake up. "I'll usually go for a walk into town to see what I can find but the ER's busy today, so I decided to stay close in case they need me." She told him, sitting up straight. "What kind of implant? We talking boobs or something extra?" @drdawsonyoung
"That sounds nice, but then the first person that decides to airfry some tilapia or something would ruin it for everyone." He jokes before taking a small bight of his food. Not great. Definitely not great. When she said she remembered he nodded. "Ceyda. Right... I knew it was a name I hadn't heard before. It's a really cool name." He nodded when she said she usually walked into town. "I do that every now and then, too. but I try not to go too often. Too many french fry options with lunch, I'd have to run like an hour more a day to keep that off me." He says with a grin. "Oh uh.. yes, that was this morning, and now a chin implant this afternoon." @ceydaxyilmaz
Lola was always early to the market, something in them just loved the smell of the food, and the hum of the crowd, no one was trying too hard to be anything other than their authentic selves and it really made their time in the day feel really well valued. She was in the market for some peaches, and apples were very much always a staple in the Harrington-West household, she had an apple not too far away most times, so the offer she was being given very much was going to be far more than she could refuse. “I don’t know how you knew exactly what I needed, but this is exactly what I was looking for. Apples are my favorite, and I’m planning a big peach cobbler soon. But, I’ll only accept if you’ll accept me returning you a few slices of the cobbler I make.” @drdawsonyoung
Dawson smiled hearing that she would happily take the fruit. "Oh great.... shoot I wish I had brought some bags.... are just the baskets okay?" He held the baskets up for the stranger. When she mentioned cobbler he smiled softly. "Well, I have never been one to turn down a cobbler, and I think it would be silly of me to start now. You know, I have tried to make cobblers a few times, but I can never get the crust right. I think in general I'm just better at cooking than I am at baking. I'm Dawson by the way." @lolahw
Who? @erinliana
Where? The edge of Dawson's property
Dawson had only two surgeries that day and a few consultations. He was actually able to get home at a normal hour which meant he was going to utilize the rest of the day to get things done on the farm. Having already collected everything from the coops, thrown out some food for the chickens and ducks, he now needed to go out and feed Gabe and Roger. Loading up two bales of hay on his ATV and his bucket and pellets, he drove out to the edge of his property where he could usually find the odd horse and donkey partners. He slowed down seeing someone standing there. "Uh. hello?" He said softly as he drove up towards the gate.
Who? @lolahw
Dawson had just finished packing up all the little empty baskets back in his truck. People had purchased nearly everything he brought to the farmer's market, so he was grateful. The only thing left was a single basket of peaches and a single basket of apples. Turning, he saw a young woman nearby and approached, "Excuse me... sorry, I know this is really strange for a stranger to ask.." He said with his usual gentle intonation. "I just finished up at the farmer's market... and I have these peaches and apples left. I have plenty at home and just.. it would be a shame to waste them.. would you like these? No charge or anything, I just would prefer someone other than me have them." He held up the baskets, showing they were real.
who: Closed starter for @drdawsonyoung where: Cedar Point University Hospital ;; Staff Room ;; Early Morning
The electric kettle let out its ever-familiar beep as the steam began rising out of it. Charlotte scrambled over to it, trying to wipe away the lack of sleep that had made her eyes go bleary. She had taken over for one of the emergency room's pediatricians the previous night, which meant the blonde was running on negative hours of sleep. She had expected to be alone for most of the morning. However, her view quickly whipped over to the opening door, giving a sleepy smile to the familiar face who came into view.
"Good morning, Dr. Young." her voice was its usual melodic chirp, though the lost hours of sleep were evident. "You're in early. Surgery day? Or are you making sure you get dibs on the best coffee cup?"
Dawson liked to get to work well before his first surgery of the day. He like to have time to have a cup of coffee, go to his office, look over his schedule, and have some quiet time to prepare and focus his mind. "Good morning!" He said with a chipper disposition. He nodded as he reached up in one of the tallest cabinets for a mug he liked to hide up there where few could reach. "A little of both. Long day ahead of me, so just needed a little half cup and an apple. How about you? Busy day, like always?"
Ceyda glanced up from her salad, chocolate doe eyes taking in his face. She recognized him. Dr Young. He was the quiet type, she'd kept an eye on him in case she ever needed any work done, but that would be years and years down the track before she'd be ready for her Kris Jenner facelift. Swallowing her mouthful, she then nodded, picking up the salt and handing it to him. "Go for it, not sure if it's any good though." Salt was salt, but she also used pink Himalayan normally. "Dr Young, right?" She pretends as if she doesn't know. "You're not normally down in the cafe."
Dawson delicately took the salt shaker from her hand, shaking it slightly over the fries that were maybe a touch too soggy. Another downside of doing a late lunch in the cafe. "Well.. it probably couldn't make the fries any worse." He teased. When she said his name he nodded. "Yes.. I believe we had a trauma patient together once... Nurse Yilmaz?" He truly wasn't 100% sure, but in general he was pretty good with names. "Oh no.. no.. I usually make my own lunch and eat in my office so I can get some paperwork done. But I just had an implant go longer than expected... so I'm here. Do you usually do lunch here?"
who? @ceydaxyilmaz
where? hospital cafeteria
Normally, Dawson was pretty good about bringing his own lunch from home. He tried to eat pretty healthy and avoid the hospital lunches all together. However, he hadn't brought one today and made his rare trip down to the surprisingly busy area. The implant surgery he had just performed went longer than expected, so he wasn't expecting a crowd. Bringing his tray to one of the two tops, he sat down and reached for the salt only to see it was empty. "Um... excuse me... " He leaned over slightly to the nurse sitting at a table nearby. He had seen her before. They must have worked together on a patient at some point. "Could I borrow the salt from your table? Mine's empty..."
