Dr. Leonard McCoy (
leftwithmybones) wrote2015-05-03 08:47 pm
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God damn, he's exhausted by the time he gets home. He'd let Jim know he was going out for dinner and coffee, probably wouldn't be back until later. He doesn't tell Jim it's a blind date, but the email confirming that is on his phone and though McCoy had been careful to bring it with him, he knows Jim is far too clever not to be able to hack into it. Hell, he's not even sure why he did this, except maybe those damn stones scared him
The date? Hadn't gone very well. She'd been sweet and all, but they had nothing in common and he'd been checking his emails from the hospital all night. Despite the fact that she'd been beautiful, McCoy can't really justify seeing her again. He steps into the front hall of the house, prying off his shoes as he drops his keys into a bowl he's put on the front table. "Jim? I'm back," he calls, just to let him know he's home.
"You record anything decent that aired tonight?" he asks absently, scrubbing his hand through his hair as he walks inside, already trying to forget the date.
The date? Hadn't gone very well. She'd been sweet and all, but they had nothing in common and he'd been checking his emails from the hospital all night. Despite the fact that she'd been beautiful, McCoy can't really justify seeing her again. He steps into the front hall of the house, prying off his shoes as he drops his keys into a bowl he's put on the front table. "Jim? I'm back," he calls, just to let him know he's home.
"You record anything decent that aired tonight?" he asks absently, scrubbing his hand through his hair as he walks inside, already trying to forget the date.
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He shrugs, digging out his phone to pull up the image of the girl he'd taken. "That's her," he says. "Pretty, smart, and good company. But we didn't hit it off at all."
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He looks up from the phone. "60-40. You never told me that. How come?"
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"Here," he says, extending it to him. "Drink."
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"Leap without looking. That's what I say."
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He rubs at his cheek, realizing quite suddenly that the breeze on it must mean the picture he's put over the hole in his wall has gone crooked. "You're the best thing in my life."
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"James," he drawls, slow and punishing. "What's that?"
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"It went really fast when it exploded."
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"It was just a bad night."
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