3/2/2024 0 Comments Million little things![]() ![]() "Thanks for the advice, Lea," acknowledged Jared with a grin before he got up to leave. "Just talk to him, and use some rationality. "But, we're going to have a baby, and we still can't agree on how to wash dishes, though," chuckled Lea before her face turned serious. "It's good that you were roommates before you got into a relationship." I told him how I felt, and then we learned to compromise." However, once I was calm, I talked to him and apologized for my outburst. He left me a lot of notes and texts about the things I did wrong. We couldn't agree on how to hang toilet paper or how to set the table. "When I lived with Shaun for the first time, I snapped at him for his insistence on his need for everything to be his way. "No, talk to him," advised Lea, standing up (with a little bit of struggle) to stretch her legs. "But, what should I do? Do I just need to grin and bear it?" "To be fair, when you tried to stand up for Claire when she was harassed, you didn't handle it professionally." "Well," Lea clicked her tongue, chuckling a little as she remembered all of Shaun's personal rules he wanted her to follow when they first moved in together. Did you know that he made a list of boundaries and rules for me to study? He'll fire me if I don't comply." Now, I'm rubbing everyone the wrong way, apparently. I think all that power turned him into a monster just a little bit. "When Shaun was a resident when I was a resident here, he rubbed everyone the wrong way with his insistence on doing things his way. It's just that," Jared paused before trying to find a way to put it nicely. "As in, he's only letting you do suction?" Lea raised her eyebrow, feeling a bit saddened at the mention of the late doctor's name while also surprised that Shaun would be as hostile as Dr. Right now, it feels like I turned into him, and he turned into Dr. "How do you deal with these constant rules and regulations he gives you? He just gave me a list of boundaries. "But still, you have been with Shaun for five years," remarked Jared. ![]() "Also, you were a concierge doctor for two and a half years, not a surgeon." "Well, he can't give you special treatment just because you were once resident BFFs with him and Claire," reminded Lea, rubbing her temples. I've been a doctor longer than Jordan and Asher," he vented. But, I'm three years older than him, and I've been a doctor just as long as he has. I'm the resident, and he's the attending. "So, how do you deal with Shaun constantly telling you you're wrong?" Jared asked, sitting down in the chair across from Lea's desk. "And I'm definitely going to sleep when I go home, and probably pampered. "Two weeks," sighed Lea, staring down at her swollen ankles. ![]() Although, I'm pretty sure even Andrews would understand. Jared chuckled in response, planting his knuckle against her desk. "Oh, crap," mewled Lea, closing her eyes with embarrassment as she rested her hands on her belly. When Lea opened her eyes and noticed Jared standing by her desk, staring at her, she felt mortified. Still, he pressed two fingers to her neck to check her pulse, which immediately snapped her out of her slumber. "Lea?" He asked concernedly, assuming it was just a side effect of being nine months pregnant. Her head was bowed down towards her protruding belly. Her arms were rested on the arms of her swivel chair. Jared entered Lea's office to find her fast asleep in her chair. She had four hours left of work to do, and she had an appointment early in the morning, where she was going to get tested for Group B strep. However, she needed to get the work done. She struggled to keep her eyes open as she felt herself dozing off, which she would be doing as soon as she went home.and maybe a back rub from Shaun. "If you're going to make Mommy tired, can you wait until you're out so Daddy can suffer alongside me? Mommy needs to work." "Please, Peanut," she sighed, staring down at her belly. She stared at her laptop on her desk at all the coding and software that needed to be done her fingers resting weakly on the keyboard. It was only 2:00 in the afternoon, and Lea was already tired and on the verge of falling asleep.
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