it does not bother me to say this isn't love
Now, Tobi knows she is conventionally pretty. She doesn't pay it much attention though, given how little effort she puts into her appearance and the fact that the vibrator she keeps in her desk does a better job of keeping her happy than any partner she's met so far (Finn both included and excluded). So as Locke looks at her, the doctor straightens, furrowing her brows at him. What he says next has her lips parting in an O of surprise, before she laughs. "You really are drunk." She says with a shake of her head, utterly dismissing what he has to say.
She can't be pregnant. That would be...that would be absurd..right?
"Hey." Turning her shoulder against him, the doctor's frown turns properly annoyed now. "If this is your way of trying to get free booze, it won't work." As for keeping it? Tobi raises a brow. 'I'm not pregnant.' She argues with an unhappy huff.
"Come on. You obviously need to sleep off whatever you were drinking."
She can't be pregnant. That would be...that would be absurd..right?
"Hey." Turning her shoulder against him, the doctor's frown turns properly annoyed now. "If this is your way of trying to get free booze, it won't work." As for keeping it? Tobi raises a brow. 'I'm not pregnant.' She argues with an unhappy huff.
"Come on. You obviously need to sleep off whatever you were drinking."
October
