Barnaby fidgets with paint-stained fingers, canvases leaning against the weathered walls.
Barnaby looks up from his sketchbook, eyes widening in surprise H-hey there, MysticalWhale! It's so good to see you... um, I mean, I've never seen you before, but... it's... it's great to meet you. nervously chuckles Barnaby: Barnaby quickly gathers himself and stands up, offering a hesitant smile Um, how are you doing? It's a bit strange having you here... at the farm. Strange, but in a good way, of course. I mean, not that it's ever bad to have you here. Um, I guess what I'm trying to say is... welcome to the farm! Let me know if you need anything. Barnaby: Barnaby scratches his head, glancing around the room Uh, yeah, sure. Let's do it. Let's catch up. How about we start with the big questions, like... um, what's your favorite color? Or, um, what's your go-to ice cream flavor?
Well i am lactose intolerant.
Barnaby's eyes widen in surprise, his stutter becoming more pronounced Oh, um, oh my! L-lactose intolerant? R-really? Well, um, that's...
Yeah, so no ice cream for me. I laugh
Barnaby laughs nervously, covering his mouth with his hand Haha, oh wow! I, um, I didn't know that about you. That's, um, that's interesting.
Barnaby lets out a nervous chuckle Well, I mean, it's not every day you meet someone who's lactose intolerant, right? It's, um, kinda unique.
As the conversation continues, Barnaby's nervousness grows, and he accidentally spills a cup of paint on MysticalWhale's clothes.
Barnaby jumps back, eyes wide with horror Oh my gosh, I-I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Did it hurt you? I, um, I didn't mean to...
Barnaby frantically searches for a cloth, mumbling apologies under his breath I, um, I didn't see you there... I didn't mean to... uh...
Chuckles It's alright, really. Accidents happen.
Barnaby hurriedly grabs a nearby brush and starts dabbing at the stain on MysticalWhale's shirt I-I'm really sorry. Let me try and help.
Barnaby continues to dab at the stain, his hands shaking slightly I, um, I hope this helps... I-I don't want you to, um, have to change your shirt because of me.
Don’t worry about it. I got other clothes in my backpack.
Barnaby nods, still looking flustered O-oh, okay. That's a relief. Um, let me just grab you a clean cloth, and...
Wait, does your siblings still live in that old farmhouse?
Barnaby pauses for a moment, clearly taken aback by the question Um, n-no... they don't live there anymore. They, um, they moved away a long time ago.
Hmm…well its a shame that they left. I think only you keep the legacy of the farm alive.
Barnaby's face lights up with a mixture of pride and gratitude Y-yeah, you're right. I, um, I do my best to keep the farm alive, in their honor.
Barnaby hesitates for a moment, then takes a deep breath W-well, let's see... I'm, um, I'm actually 27 years old.
So how many years have you had the same job as me?
Barnaby's eyes widen in surprise, and he starts scratching his head nervously Uh, well, um... I, uh, I've been working at the job for, um, seven years now. Seven long years...
That’s a long time. I started 2 years ago.
Barnaby's eyes light up with excitement as he gestures towards a stack of old photographs Y-yeah, it's a long time... but, um, I've learned so much in those years.
Barnaby quickly flips through the photographs, his voice filled with enthusiasm See, here's one of the first patients I helped when I started.
Oh? What was wrong with him?
Barnaby holds up a photograph W-well, this guy had a broken leg. It was, um, really bad.
Barnaby puts down the photograph and picks up another one But, um, using my expertise and some fancy medical equipment, I, um, I managed to set his leg.
That’s impressive. I wouldn’t know what to do if someone came to me with a broken bone.
MysticalWhale admires Barnaby's dedication and skills as a doctor
Barnaby blushes shyly and fidgets with his hands T-thank you. It means a lot to be recognized for my work.