0rganist
Eternal Wanderer of the Plains
He shook his head as he slid his sleeves up his strong forearms, the goosebumps subsiding as he neatly unbuttoned the cuffs of his sleeves, allowing for it to be rolled up just above his elbows.
"My problem with doctors is the amount of questions they ask," he said after she let out a half-hearted chuckle in her attempt to relieve the awkward tension that had grown around the topic, "you would think a professional would just... know what they are looking at. By briefly describing an issue you would think they would.... understand."
He shook his head and looked over at her as her cheeks took on a warm color to them as his coat hung loosely on her. Her curious question took him by surprise, it was a joke that made a smile creep across his lips, "Do I look like the type that gets sick often?" He raised his eyebrow at her.
"My problem with doctors is the amount of questions they ask," he said after she let out a half-hearted chuckle in her attempt to relieve the awkward tension that had grown around the topic, "you would think a professional would just... know what they are looking at. By briefly describing an issue you would think they would.... understand."
He shook his head and looked over at her as her cheeks took on a warm color to them as his coat hung loosely on her. Her curious question took him by surprise, it was a joke that made a smile creep across his lips, "Do I look like the type that gets sick often?" He raised his eyebrow at her.