Always lookin' out...
JD is sitting on a couch, biting his thumbnail, bouncing his foot, and looking very antsy. The truth is, he's restless. He's been in the Inn far longer than healthy. He absolutely loves every second that he's with April and everyone else has been awesome as always, but he hasn't been a doctor in over four months now.
It's driving him a little crazy.
Xander's sitting nearby, also, obsessed with the door. There's a dark bruise on his cheek. He knows he has to go back, but he's... God, he doesn't want to. Not right back into the middle of what he left, but he's got this feeling... like he has to go.
Captain Shakespeare is happily drinking tea and humming a classical tune to himself as he runs through the inventory lists from his ship to make sure everything is accounted for.
Juliet is absently watching Xander from a distant and sipping on some hot cocoa. She'd already talked to him, but hadn't had much luck, just got enough out of the conversation to learn that he has to go. She wants him to stay, but that's about as far as the conversation got.
So now she's sitting, watching, waiting for him to make a move for the door so she can give him one last hug before he's sent back into... all that darkness. She guesses everyone has their own demons, even those who seem to do nothing, but smile. Maybe they're just hiding behind it, pretending like the rest of them that everything is light, everything is just fine.
All are approachable!
It's driving him a little crazy.
Xander's sitting nearby, also, obsessed with the door. There's a dark bruise on his cheek. He knows he has to go back, but he's... God, he doesn't want to. Not right back into the middle of what he left, but he's got this feeling... like he has to go.
Captain Shakespeare is happily drinking tea and humming a classical tune to himself as he runs through the inventory lists from his ship to make sure everything is accounted for.
Juliet is absently watching Xander from a distant and sipping on some hot cocoa. She'd already talked to him, but hadn't had much luck, just got enough out of the conversation to learn that he has to go. She wants him to stay, but that's about as far as the conversation got.
So now she's sitting, watching, waiting for him to make a move for the door so she can give him one last hug before he's sent back into... all that darkness. She guesses everyone has their own demons, even those who seem to do nothing, but smile. Maybe they're just hiding behind it, pretending like the rest of them that everything is light, everything is just fine.
All are approachable!