"No!" Doug automatically rebounded, and now his voice had regained the defensiveness he'd been trying to convey before. Formaldehyde in his fanny pack!? And then hesitated, letting his shoulders slump a bit. "Well, once. But then it got all over my M&Ms and, oh, boy. Never again!"
Er. This probably wasn't helping his case much. This guy was mildly terrifying, though, it was hard to concentrate. "And.. and I work in Sacred Heart Hospital! It's not THAT small." Well, yes, it was. But that was beside the point. "And I'm good with dead people. I only lose them sometimes."
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Date: 2007-03-11 10:58 pm (UTC)Er. This probably wasn't helping his case much. This guy was mildly terrifying, though, it was hard to concentrate. "And.. and I work in Sacred Heart Hospital! It's not THAT small." Well, yes, it was. But that was beside the point. "And I'm good with dead people. I only lose them sometimes."