“I’m a Doctor not a secretary if you need things written up you can do it yourself. I’m sure you’re capable.”
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“I’m a Doctor not a secretary if you need things written up you can do it yourself. I’m sure you’re capable.”
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Your muse just walked in on mine singing a Disney song very loudly. Send a “!” to see their reaction.
the-ragged-ragg
"Little town, it's a quiet village, every day, like the one before. Little town, full of little people... waking up to say.... Bonjour, bonjour, bonjour, bonjour -"
Gavroche pauses when he realizes that Toby's been watching him from his window. Gavroche had been waiting for Toby for a while, so when he had finally reached 'Belle's Song' he's been going all out with facial expressions and voices, as such Gavroches' face slowly fills up with a deep red color and he meekly waves at his friend.
"Uhhh... Bonjour Toby."
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Song: “I’m Having A Bad Day/Despicable Me Theme”
thespraggmeister
Gavroche had been caught, attacked, yelled at, criticized, and thrown about all day. He was really not used to being demeaned in this way and was ticked. The final straw was of course when a carriage had knocked him into a puddle and soaked him to the bone.
So now he was just a angry, dirty, and violent little boy wandering about France. He finally manages to get back to The Elephant - Helene stands near one of the legs and waves at him. Gavroche tosses his head towards her in acknowledgment, hoping he could just go be alone in the Elephant.
But she came over.
"G-g-gavroche! Are you ok-k-kay?"
Gavroche squints and grunts.
"I d-did what y-you taught me, and I got m-myself some f-f-food! I t-took it m-m-myself."
Gavroche exhales sharply through his nose and raises his empty hands.
“Yay" He says his sarcasm practically dripping off the word.
Helene smiles weakly.
"D-d-did you get anything t-to eat t-t-today?"
Gavroche rolls his eyes and snaps.
"Does i’look like I go’anyfin t’eat t’day? No! I dinnit git nuffin t’eat t’day! I also go’push’d ‘round, ‘it an’ thrown inta th’mud t’day. It’s jus’ been a bad bad day.”
Gavroche storms off angrily, leaving Helene behind. She raises a hand, with some bread in it, with a hurt expression on her face.
"I-I-I-I was g-g-going t-t-t-t-to sha-are…"
But Gavroche didn’t hear her, he was already halfway up the ladder.