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[dr_robchase]

Work, as far as Chase was concerned, was a stopgap towards a better thing to spend your time on. Of course, that was his frame of mind before the island and before work had become the bastion with which to escape to, sanity intact. Work was the place he didn't have to think about his four-point relationship square system and it was a place where he

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[opened_book]

In all the time he'd been on the island1, Klaus had managed to avoid any real physical ailment that he couldn't care for himself. Very minor cuts and bruises, the sort of the thing that required little more than keeping clean. It wasn't an accomplishment he'd given much thought to before, but supposed he was pleased about.

Today, however, while repairing one of the steps on the treehouse ladder, his hand had slipped, and there was currently the biggest splinter he had ever seen residing in his right palm. It was at least an inch long, and while the wound should heal swiftly enough once the splinter was removed, it was the removal that was the trouble.

Hand throbbing, Klaus plodded to the clinic, all the while praying for anyone but Chase, anyone but Chase, anyone but-

Standing in the doorway, he scowled. It just figured.

1As long as anyone, or longer, he was more than happy to inform anyone who would listen.

[dr_robchase]

Chase glanced up from the laptop to the doorway when he saw the hint of movement and he pushed to his feet to get up, see what was going on. "Hey," he greeted, peering over him and noting his hand. "That looks like it hurts," he observed with a wry smirk, grabbing a pair of tweezers out of a drawer with some gauze.

[sortofaman]

"Do I want to know what that noise was for?" Unfortunately, insanity seemed to have followed, in the form of one boyfriend, slightly red in the face (from watching telly with Pam), and more than slightly mussed. "Where'd the chair come from?"

[dr_robchase]

Chase just shrugged, stroking the sides of the chair with both hands and smirking the Doctor's direction. "I like it," he informed him. "I'm going to keep it."

[sortofaman]

"It's a chair, not a kitty," the Doctor pointed out, gesturing to Chase's hands. "And I take it you're going to keep it here? Looks heavy."

[dr_robchase]

Chase just peered at the comfortable padding beneath his behind. "Dunno. I've got this boyfriend with arms. And feet. And he could probably move things."