Post by Cherie Amia Boen on Nov 28, 2014 1:29:07 GMT -5
gracefully she walked through the doors of the hospital, looking at all the people rush around within the building. it had been a while since she was here, for many reasons actually. one she was avoiding a certain angel that worked here as a doctor. she also didn't have any crazy accidents since she was living on her own. hard to believe right? but yes Cherie did it all on her own. she had her own little apartment with her cat. yeah it wasn't emry's place but it was good enough for her. work was well and she was slowly getting over liking emrys. time had passed between the two. to her it seemed like nothing but she was old. emrys was older than her even, so it must have been nothing to him. she guessed he wasn't too worried. it wasn't like there was a search party our for her or anything. he didn't seem too bothered that he missed his father getting married. or maybe she was wrong on that one? she was unsure. but it just seemed too soon to join emrys at a wedding after she discovered how blocked he was himself. plus it wasn't like there was a need for a cupid, the couple was obviously inlove.
she pretty blonde, walked over to the front desk and requested doctor emrys to give her a check up. the woman was puzzled yes but with some talking to, she agreed and allowed Cherie to sit in one of the room. she asked the woman nicely not to tell emrys who she was or give any hint to what was going on. she wished she could thank the woman with a bow of her's but her arrows weren't the best now a days. since she had to make them, they often reflected her own emotions. so arrows made on a good happy day, turned out to be happy. arrows made when things still lingered in the back of her mind, were no good to use. but it did give her some time to focus on her job and other parts of her life. she followed the woman to the given room and walked inside, thanking the woman once more. she closed it behind her and pulled herself up on the bed. it was like recreating the first time they met again. though this time her arm wasn't bleeding all over the floor, she was healthy. see? she could live on her own. Cherie was a big girl.
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