#seriousroom

[clickonmedotexe]

"Damn you died? Kind of cringe, wouldn't ever be me."

He's cornering them nonetheless, his face contorted with rage and hatred.

"You want to make jokes, nurse? You want to know what it's like to lose a limb? I can make that happen."

[thegrimdarkoffice]

@seriousroom

// do i get to talk to alice since i have nurse privileges? :pleading_face:

:) 

Sure, sure, Roland. Come a little closer. You get to talk to Alice

*is holding Jagger behind my back*

[clickonmedotexe]

✵

Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.  

Their first impression of your muse:

“Easy target.”

Current impression:   

He smirks, thinking of all the ways he’s terrorized Eden already. “Still an easy target who can’t even leave their room. Plus they have loved ones to threaten on top of that.”

Are they attracted to your muse?:  

“Well, they’re attractive. Especially covered in their own blood and tears.”

Something they find frightening about your muse:

“Nothing. Ha! Have you seen them? They’re weak.”

Something they find adorable about your muse:  

“How helpless they are. They’re in a room full of scalpels and needles and god knows what else. Yet they’re almost completely powerless to stop someone from forcing their way in and hurting them.”

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:  

“Why, if I can simply sacrifice their ridiculous boyfriend instead?”

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:  

“No. I would, however, torture them for prolonged periods of time.”

One word my muse would use to describe yours:  

“Weak.” He repeats, looking delighted. 

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: 

“Maybe, if they don’t stop talking.”

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?:

The wicked look in his eye is answer enough. If it would hurt Eden, he’d do it. 

[neverendingparable]

 ✵ [ blows bradley a little kiss ]

Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.  

Their first impression of your muse:

"Whoa! They're cute. I wonder if they like shitty puns."

Current impression:   

"Eden, love of my life, I would die without you."

Are they attracted to your muse?:  

"YES."

Something they find frightening about your muse:

"Nothing, they like to pretend they are tough sometimes but they're just a huge sweetheart!" He pauses, then adds on a bit quieter, "But I don't know if I can always take their pain away. I guess that scares me. The idea that one day, I might just lose them..."

Something they find adorable about your muse:  

"The way they squeak and blush! And their fascination with cute stickers, it's so cute!"

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:  

"Yeah. They don't even need to say something. I'll jump in front of a moving train any second."

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:  

"Honestly, as long as I can be with Eden? I'm happy. Platonic or romantic. I love them."

One word my muse would use to describe yours:  

"Pure."

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: 

"No, not really. BUT they always have permission to slap me~"

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?:

Bradley grins. "I'm on my way to hug and kiss them right now."

[clickonmedotexe]

@seriousroom has unfortunately sworn the Hippocratic Oath

"Thank you, darling. I don't know what I'd do without you." Rex was all honey sweetness and chesire grin, his charm laid on extra fake for the sole purpose of annoying them.

They knew enough about him to not fall for his tricks and he knew they were too goodhearted to turn down someone who was genuinely injured.

Despite his delight in aggravating them, he stayed perfectly still and let them do their job.

"How lucky to be in the hands of such a capable nurse. Although you are looking a bit tired, sweetheart. Haven’t slept well recently? Those circles under your eyes are darker since the last time you slammed the door in my face.”

[neverendingparable]

@seriousroom

Bradley started laughing as well, unable to keep still long enough to even try to be convincing. Not that he ever was with his antics. He only does it to make them laugh. 

It's his favorite sound in the whole world and being the one to draw it out of them made him feel like a million bucks. Like he's done something so gloriously right, like he's somehow discovered the key to happiness. And it lay within their beautiful, musical laughter.

He wrapped his arms around their neck and kissed them back, eyes slipping shut as he relished their closeness. There was no doubt about it, Bradley was as smitten with them as they were with him.

My amazing Eden, he thought, sighing happily into the kiss. His lovestruck gaze was quickly replaced with a dirty smirk, however, at their next comments.

"It depends what kind of medication you mean, nurse." The young man purred against their ear. "And where you want to administer it."