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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 17:44:16 GMT -8
"And you as well, Cori," he said, hanging the phone up before trying to dial his own number. He frowned when it rang itself out, getting no reply. Setting down the phone, he turned his attention back to Cohen, trying not to worry about why no one picked up the phone. Hardly anything he could do about it anyway.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 17:46:48 GMT -8
Cohen looked up. "Everything alright there?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 17:51:38 GMT -8
Mac shrugged. "Sure," he said, scratching the back of his neck. He glanced around once again. There was no way he could get off the couch at this point, but damn was he hungry.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 17:53:54 GMT -8
"Can I get you anything?" Cohen got to his feet.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 17:56:15 GMT -8
Mac's eyes followed him up. "Do you have anythin' ta eat?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 17:58:41 GMT -8
"Da, anything in particular you would prefer?" He asked, heading into the small kitchen.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 18:02:39 GMT -8
Mac leaned his head against the back of the couch, his injured leg still spread out in front of him, wrapping his arms around his other knee. "I'm not picky," he said. "I'll eat anythin' at this point."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 18:05:00 GMT -8
Cohen nodded slightly, locating something that wouldn't take long.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 18:06:17 GMT -8
Mac closed his eyes, feeling like he was about to fall asleep. The pain in his leg had turned into a dull throb, though a very painful one, and the adrenaline was wearing off, leaving him exhausted.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 18:08:05 GMT -8
The doctor came back a few minutes later and set the plate down next to Mac.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 18:09:57 GMT -8
Mac blinked himself awake, looking up at the other. "Thank you."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 18:15:02 GMT -8
"It is no trouble." He went and located an extra pillow and blanket, setting those down nearby as well.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 18:18:57 GMT -8
Mac snorted, but picked up the plate, eating the food on it and eying the pillow and blanket. "It's a lot of trouble," he said under his breath. He turned to the other. "I still don't know your first name," he said.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 18:21:42 GMT -8
"Zachariah." He replied quietly, picking up his crossword again.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 18:25:26 GMT -8
Mac paused for a moment to fully absorb that before finishing the food, setting the plate down carefully. "Thank you," he said again. "For the food and for patchin' me up. And lettin' me use the couch."
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