Who:
amazing_jaynedontcallmedocWhat: Breakfast delivery and (not-so) friendly sniping.
When: Early morning ~7ish
Where: The Clinic
Warnings: Due to Jayne's presence, this post will contain foul and/or sexual language.
Status: [Complete/In Progress]
"Stupid, pretty, ruttin' doctor," Jayne grumbled, clutching a bag of food to his chest as he jogged to the clinic, shoulders hunched against the cold. "Can't even take care of hisself properly, gotta watch him every second of the day, 'lest he let his fool self waste 'way to nothin'. Dunno why I even bother."
Actually, he knew exactly why he bothered; it just wasn't something he felt comfortable admitting to himself, let alone anyone else. And that was hardly the point, wasn't it? Somebody had to take care of Simon, on the off-chance they needed him for injuries and the like, and he didn't have anything else to do around this damn city. Might as well be him, even he didn't get nothing but complaints from the doctor for it.
Huffing to himself, he pushed open the doors of the clinic, keeping a wary eye out for the harpy of a nurse while hunting down Simon.