plotted starter for robert williams [ @alcatrazpsych ]
Jung liked working with other psychologists. He thrived off collaboration. But with Robert, things were a little... different. Maybe it’s just because they were in an environment with so much testosterone pumping around them that it rubbed off some on them — or at least on Jung. He had no idea if Robert was picking up on the vague vibe of sexual tension he felt every time they talked. It was probably all in his head. Probably.
But that didn’t mean Jung resisted any opportunity to chat with his fellow doctor. Lay out some feelers. Jung wasn’t awkward at flirting, per se, but he did approach it like a man of science would. The method and all that. Robert seemed receptive enough to a platonic friendship, but maybe that wasn’t all he’d be open to...?
“Late night at the office?” Jung asks, tapping on Robert’s door with a loose, playful grin. The younger man was always so impeccably dressed, even at this hour. Jung’s top button was usually undone by the time the clock struck five. “I just noticed your light was still on in here and thought I’d check up on you. Think you’ll be around much longer? Cause I might be looking at an all-nighter myself... maybe we can help each other out?”