Echoes, Silence, Patience, and Grace
The evening hasn’t been going the way he planned. It was supposed to be him, mostly alone at the corner, not talking to anyone, having a few drinks and heading back to his room. That was the plan. It wasn’t like he had returned too long ago or had encountered many people, so he hoped that he’d be skipped in the whole draft thing. Tyler was especially not in a mood for something like that --- having a random staff member all over him, some boring stories, attempts to get laid. It was getting old. While the Blackwell was announcing the event, the doctor started skipping crowds, heading towards the exit when the sound of his name coming out made him stop. Wait, what? He looked to his side, and the other name was there as clear as the night sky was. Carter. heart skipping a beat, his eyes roamed the room until they laid onto this incredibly hot staff member and his heart started pounding a little faster. It was a no brainer as his feet started moving towards him even before his brain could process it. “Carter, you---” he paused, his lower lip trembling. Suddenly the room became much hotter than it was. Or much colder. He couldn’t even tell. He just felt his skin covered up in goosebumps. “You asked for-- Me?” he was half speechless and half wondering why and all he did was staring into those beautiful eyes, not moving a muscle. ----- @cdoman
