June takes out a small planner. While she does have a copy of her schedule on her phone, there is something comforting about the old school. In opposition to him, she works the shifts that younger doctors and surgeons put in.
"Wednesday," she says after some consideration. "I am not on call the next day, I can afford a drink and a late evening if that happens."
There is a glance down towards his hand and there is nothing there, so she does not feel so bold suggesting they may talk into the night.
She is not conscious of how lonely she might be making her like sound.
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Date: 2017-08-03 10:04 pm (UTC)"Wednesday," she says after some consideration. "I am not on call the next day, I can afford a drink and a late evening if that happens."
There is a glance down towards his hand and there is nothing there, so she does not feel so bold suggesting they may talk into the night.
She is not conscious of how lonely she might be making her like sound.