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“I’m just going to warn you, I’m running on a good solid hour’s sleep, so if I fall asleep at lunch, don’t be afraid to hit me awake. Honestly.” Just another normal night of Rosie screaming her head off at 2 in the morning.
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@hooperiisms
“I’m just going to warn you, I’m running on a good solid hour’s sleep, so if I fall asleep at lunch, don’t be afraid to hit me awake. Honestly.” Just another normal night of Rosie screaming her head off at 2 in the morning.
@hooperiisms
“Ah, Molly-- Do you have any tissue? My nose is bleeding.”
hooperiisms liked this post for a non-S4 starter (accepting)
“You’ve got a bit of, erm. Corpse blood. On your sleeve.”
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"You must be Molly Hooper, yes?" He greets her with a warm smile. "I hope you don't mind me job shadowing you in the 'office'." He chuckled, pulling his white lab coat on. "I promise I won't get in your way."
starter call // @hooperiisms
“ becoming involved with such matters... WHO do you think I am precisely? “
greg’s starter call. –– @hooperiisms
“Hey. John isn’t sure when he’ll be back, so we’ve got Rosie for a little while. He left her bag, in case he’s going to be gone overnight.” He’s worried about their friend, worried that he may never get to come back from his wife’s death. That he’ll miss out on Rosie, get used to being away from her and drinking alone in his flat. “I know you like seeing her, so thought maybe you’d like to stay too?”
sherl’s starter call. –– @hooperiisms
“Don’t yell at me. You yelling it unbecoming.” Really he hated when she yelled at him, because it only showed just how disappointed she is in him. If Molly Hooper is yelling, the disappoint it high and obvious. “I’m not doing it anymore. I’m off the sauce.”