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nursemcfadden:

Aaaaalright.

What?

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nursemcfadden:

Mhm, that’s all it is.

That’s all it is. 

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nursemcfadden:

I could be very annoying right now, but I’m choosing not to. Just for you.

It’s a couple of drawers and a toothbrush.

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nursemcfadden:

That you love me.

Yeah. I do. 

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nursemcfadden:

Um okay, you’re a jerk.

Oh, now you get it. 

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nursemcfadden:

You think you’re sooo subtle.

It was subtle enough for someone so small. 

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artistharding:

Jamie habits. Duh.

Psh. Only Jamie fucking habits. 

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artistharding:

Jamits. I’m gonna start calling them that.

Habits?

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artistharding:

Don’t do that again.

Habit. 

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nursemcfadden:

What?

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nursemcfadden:

I can try to make use of one or two. I can’t promise that they’ll be scrub free but– Yeah, okay.

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nursemcfadden:

I always have the duffel bag in the car if I get stuck with double shifts, anyways. It’s no bother. Plus, you shirts make for good lounging clothes.

Scrubs are already hideous, don’t wrinkle them, too. Just-- take a couple drawers or something. 

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nursemcfadden:

It’s all your fault.

Tell me.

Most things are. 

Don’t you think it’s getting kind of dumb for you to have to go home to get shit when you stay here? 

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nursemcfadden:

I’m so proud.

I’m sorry. Yes?

I’m ‘bout to take it back. 

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nursemcfadden:

No, but I’m talking. Shhh.

I had a thought. 

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nursemcfadden:

The part I giggle at is you thinking it was.

You can’t say you’re giggling when you aren’t, douche bag. 

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artistharding:

That’s only in summer. I wear clothes this time of year.