@ahhvrum / continued from an ask because tumblr won’t let us format asks anymore > : (
Lisa Cuddy is busy. Of course, this is hardly a deviation from the norm, but that does not make it any less real. She’s trying to scribble the last of her notes on the year’s academic reports; trying to finalize the hospital’s curriculum; deviate from the year’s tired and worn tactics. But this is difficult as she, herself, is TIRED. All the more reason, however: the better sooner, rather than later, that this gets done.
Her son’s voice is both an ironic comfort and a thrown Yari into the meticulous plan she had laid out for herself. This was supposed to happen, but not until finishing. Regardless, she glances up from her papers, both eyebrows raised, her gaze settling upon his sharp, familiar, handsome features, resting just above her reading glasses. It was going to be a late night, as per usual. She might as well indulge him.
❛ YES, Avi. ❜
