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“All the more reason to take you out to dinner then.” Oliver frowned a bit. “I’m sorry you’re going through that. If I can do anything, let me know, okay?”
“All the more reason to take you out to dinner then.” Oliver frowned a bit. “I’m sorry you’re going through that. If I can do anything, let me know, okay?”
"I'm working through it myself. And my dads are helping me." she smiled, "Maybe you can take out to a cake and chocolate buffet one day."
“Pie is better.” Oliver playfully stuck out his tongue at Dove. “Blueberry pie is the best.”
"Chocolate pie is the best." she laughed and clicked the clicker. "Fight me."
“You’d beat me up.” Oliver fake pouted, holding back a smile. “What else do you like?”
"I like myself. My psychology teachers have taught me that the number one thing you should like is yourself." Dove smiled, "One of them said that I should like myself better than I like chocolate. It wasn't working for me. I still like chocolate better."
“Why? You’re so much sweeter than chocolate. I sure like you better than chocolate.” Oliver commented, smirking a little.
Dove blushed and looked down at the floor, "You've tasted me? That's weird." she wrinkled her nose and her blue eyes brightened when she looked at Oliver.
“I’m actually a vampire!” He announced dramatically, barring his teeth.
"Oh no!" Dove gasped dramatically, "I'm going to die!"
Oliver leaned back, his dramatics quickly wearing himself out. “That’s right. I’m very scary. Just might have to attack you later though.” He held onto his side where most of the pain was.
"You should get some rest. You need it." Dove stood up and sat on the chair, "Want me to call your parents?
“No it’s fine. Stay with me a little longer?” Oliver begged, unwilling to be left alone in the hospital room.
Dove pushed some hair out of her eyes, "I'd stay all night if you asked."
“I-I don’t want you to be uncomfortable or anything… I know you have patients too… I-I’m being selfish. But can I keep you to myself just a little longer?”
"Yeah. Speaking of me, what about you? Tell me about yourself?"
“Me? There’s not much interesting about me.” Oliver shrugged.
"Well me neither, but I still talked. Tell me about your anemia?"
“I inherited it from my mom. It’s iron deficiency anemia. I take a supplement every morning.” Oliver explained. “When I don’t take it I get tired, dizzy, and nauseous.”
"It gets easier?" Dove asked.
“As long as I take the iron supplement I’m fine. So I guess now that I’m used to it, it’s easier to deal with.”
She nodded and leaned back in her chair, "I'm so tired. It's been a long day." she looked hopefully at Oliver's bed and pointed at it, "Can I sleep there?"
“Of course.” Oliver’s face lit up. “I’ll probably sleep too. I’m exhausted.” He admitted, yawning.
Dove walked over and got under the covers, careful not to break any wires or press down on Oliver's side.
Oliver slowly slid under the covers, a pillow falling on his face in the process.
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