continued from here. @hckinmuses
damien had to fight the urge to roll his eyes at michael and his behavior. damien was simply trying to help him, yet michael, in true michael fashion, was doing everything he could in him to fight it. “right, but if he was a good enough vet, he would.” he said and shrugged his shoulders. but then he just got into the car and waited for michael, and the slamming of the door caused the older man to chuckle just a little bit. damien searched for the closest hospital nearby in his gps and put his phone in his lap so he could at least half ass pay attention to where he was going. “you might wanna call your boss, tell him you’re gonna be out for the day. there’s no way you can go in after having your hand all numbed up, stitched up, and expect it to go smoothly. if you’d like i can do it whilst you get checked in at the hospital.” because of course, why wouldn’t damien take the opportunity to take charge, right? it wouldn’t be damien if he didn’t.