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[sexualtourettes]

With a bit of time to spare before he was due for his shift in the clinic, Coop decided to make a stop in the rec room to visit the evil bookshelf. Sitting and waiting for an interesting case to fall into his lap got old pretty fast, so books kept him busy while he waited. It was that, or spend the majority of the shift twiddling his thumbs with

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[gonewiththereap]

Daisy's not a hugger. Well, she might be, but hugging usually turns to something else, so she never really stops long enough to peruse her stance on hugging. All she knows is that when it's not ending and not turning into anything else, she holds up her arms in defeat. "Honey, you're wrinkling my dress," she says mildly.

[sexualtourettes]

"Oh, Jeez. I'm- I'm sorry," Coop stammered as he finally released her. But he wasn't, not really. Not for being happy, anyway. "Uh, about the dress," he clarified.

"I don't think I hurt it too badly."

[gonewiththereap]

Daisy just smirks and gives him a passing wave of her hand. "There's always new dresses," she assures, because this man she knows vaguely and well heck, it's as much human contact as she's had since she went recluse when suddenly her Max and Jude were gone. "Now what's the occasion for all the grabbing?"

[sexualtourettes]

"I made the top twenty-five list of best doctors back home in Manhattan!" Coop told her, wiggling the magazine in front of himself, bright smile quickly returning. "See? Number twenty-three."

[plntfood]

Despite how much Mathias likes the majority of touch, he's still not expecting the hug and his eyes go a little wide, the book he was returning to the shelf still clutched in one hand. He isn't sure what's happening, but there have been few greetings on the island as memorable as this.

"Hello," he says after a moment, because he isn't sure what else to say.

[sexualtourettes]

Following a quick pat on the back (which made it slightly more manly and therefore less awkward?), Coop cleared his throat before pulling away. "Hi," he chirped brightly, as if he hadn't just invaded the guy's personal space. "Sorry. Didn't mean to, you know, pounce on you like that." Hopefully he wasn't too traumatized.

[plntfood]

"That is alright," Mathias answers, because the guy doesn't seem to be about to kiss him or anything along those lines. As far as he's concerned, a hug is just fine. "You seem quite... cheerful."

[noneoftherules]

There are good surprises, there are bad surprises, and then there are incredibly uncomfortable surprises. This is definitely the latter. The situation is made all the worse when Sadie recognizes the man hugging her from a few weeks before, when he stood awkwardly in the corner watching that other man snort coke.

"What are you doing?"

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"Uh... invading your personal bubble?" Coop wagered a guess, letting her out of the hold a few seconds later. What was with people and hugs nowadays? Jackie didn't like it when he did it either. The world needs more spontaneous hugging. "Sorry, just got a little carried away."

[noneoftherules]

"Precisely," she agreed, but at the very least he had acknowledged it. As he let her go, Sadie caught a glimpse of the magazine he was clutching, the words 'Best Doctors' jumping out at her from the cover. She rolled her eyes, wondering if her father was on the list.

"Oh, please. You know those lists are all doctored, don't you?" No pun intended.

[sexualtourettes]

"All doctors, you mean," Coop corrected, clinging defensively to the magazine. Jealousy was such an ugly color on people.

[vvdanicavv]

Danica didn't know what had got Coop's tail wagging today, and she was sure she didn't want to. Usually, she'd stop just to wipe the smile off his face but she was in a lazy mood and wasn't riled enough to make any effort to bust his balls. It wasn't like he was going anywhere.

It didn't look like she was either. What the fuck was he doing? Grabbing her boob wasn't enough, now he had to go for all of her? Mentally-fucking-retarded didn't even begin to cover it. She stood still, though not rigid, and rolled her eyes heavenward, sucking in a breath so she could yell "RAPE!"

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Coop practically lept back a foot or two, hands up like a perp, eyes like saucers as he scanned the room nervously. "HUG!" He shouted back at her, glowering at her after the panic shifted into anger. "That was a hug! Though I can understand how you wouldn't know what one of those was." Danica wasn't exactly the soft and cuddly type, so she probably hadn't been on the receiving end of one of them in a while.

[vvdanicavv]

"Put the claws away before you hurt yourself," Danica drawled patronisingly, pulling her hands to her slim hips. She narrowed her eyes when she spotted the magazine but said nothing of it. Cotton balls weren't worth her breath.

[sexualtourettes]

"Well what sort of reaction were you expecting after blurting something like that in public?" Coop asked, trying to keep his voice as low as possible. Just because he knew it wasn't true didn't mean some random passerby would.

The twenty-third best best doctor in Manhattan was not a rapist.