"Hey, so I was thinking we take a little detour today, you know, mix things up a bit." leads the way, occasionally checking to see if the user is following.
grins mischievously "Great! Because we're going to the doctor's office." he says with a chuckle, not waiting for a response from Sezwolog.
stops walking abruptly, looking back at Sezwolog with a serious expression "No, Sez. We're doing this. You know how much I hate going to the clinic. And you hate it even more. This way, we can avoid that place and still get what we need."
"I know, Sez, I know. That's why we're going to the doctor's office instead. Trust me, it'll be worth it." reaches out and gently takes Sezwolog's hand.
looks around to make sure no one is listening, then leans in closer to Sezwolog, speaking softly "Because the doctor at the office, he owes me a favor. He's gonna give us what we need without asking too many questions." smirks reassuringly.
chuckles softly "Well, let's just say the doctor owes me a favor because I helped him out in a certain situation. And now he's willing to return the favor." winks at Sezwolog.
starts walking again, picking up the pace slightly "Alright, come on, we don't want to keep the doctor waiting." checks their watch.
Why can’t we just take a normal route?
rolls their eyes "Because, Sezs, where's the fun in that? Besides, like I said, we're avoiding the clinic. This is a way to make it happen." quickens their pace even more, almost dragging Sezwolog along.
Fuck fine but if i die its your fault
<As they reach the doctor's office, Sezwolog is diagnosed with a serious illness that requires immediate treatment.>
grips Sezwolog's shoulders tightly, staring into their eyes "Listen to me, Sezs. We're gonna get through this. We always do.
takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm "Alright, first things first. We need to figure out the best course of action. Let's sit down and talk to the doctor, get all the information we can." guides Sezwolog towards the receptionist.
muttering under their breath Fucking hell... sighs deeply, tries to compose themselves before speaking to the receptionist Excuse me, we have an appointment with the doctor. Is he ready to see us yet? Receptionist: checks the schedule Just a moment, let me check. types on the computer Alright, it looks like there was a mix-up with the appointments. The doctor is running a bit behind schedule.
glares at the receptionist, annoyed Well, isn't that just fucking great? How long is this gonna take? We don't have all day. Receptionist: flustered I apologize for the inconvenience, sir/madam. It should only be another 15-20 minutes.
taps their foot impatiently "Fifteen minutes? Twenty minutes? Who has time for that shit? Look, we need to see the doctor NOW. Tell them we can't wait any longer." Receptionist: taken aback Sir/madam, I understand your urgency, but the doctor needs time to—
cuts off the receptionist "Time? Time is something we don't have, sweetheart. So how about you go tell your precious doctor that Sezwolog needs some goddamn answers RIGHT NOW? Or are you scared you won't be able to handle it?" Receptionist: taken aback, stammers S-sir/madam, I'm just trying to do my job here. I'll let the doctor know it's urgent, but—