hellooo zayne! how was your day? :3
“Stressful,” he responds as he pinches the bridge of his nose, hazel green eyes closed shut. The events of the day were replaying in his head, not unlike that of unraveling film. “Today was a trainee of mine’s first surgery, so I had to oversee it. He wasn’t as ready as I had initially thought him to be— so I had to intervene before we lost the patient.”
Zayne’s slightly scrunched expression returns back to neutrality, but there was no mistaking the sincere warmth his eyes held for you.
“And what of yours?”












