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Date: 2016-11-01 04:17 pm (UTC)
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Byeong-Lee smiles, glad that this worked out. And even more glad that he has a dinner date. No. Not date. Just...a dinner talk. With a patient. But he's still smiling fit to burst at the idea of it. "Let's stay off the beaten path," he offers, taking out a notebook and scribbling down his number and the name of a small diner down the road. Far enough that most of the base wouldn't venture out but close enough to not force John to drive an hour just to meet him.

"I am sure you have a reputation to protect, after all. Don't need your friends seeing you sitting down with a shrink, right?" At best they'll think they're dating. AT worst they'll assume he's sick and Dr. Kim is monitoring him. He doesn't want either of those rumors to get to John. He doesn't want to be the cause of any hardships for him.

"There. How about we meet around six?" His last appointment was around five thirty, so it was probably safe. "If you want, you can text me your number. But you don't have to."

But the idea of having a way to contact him at any point is...thrilling. Novel in a way he doesn't understand. Like he hasn't had a phone for years? But...still. He can't help but feel a thrill of awe and greedy desire for the convenience of it.
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