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DR. STEPHEN STRANGE
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[mygoodsir]

You vastly overestimate my interest in your moves.

He is not a rebound.

Considering that you've never had any respect for me I don't really see why I should suddenly care about gaining it.

I know what you're like. He doesn't need that in his life.

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And yet here you are, out of your mind about it.

Enlighten me, since you know me so well. What am I like? What is it about me that poor little Timoteo Salvatore, full grown man, needs you yapping at me over?

[mygoodsir]

Not because I've been stalking you, Stephen, I just happened to see it.

You're an arrogant arsehole with lump of ice where your heart ought to be.

[rehandle]

Lucky me.

[ They'd both be a lot happier right now if he hadn't. ]

That may be true, Harry, but at least I'm memorable.

[mygoodsir]

What is that supposed to mean?

[rehandle]

It means I don't remember you exist ninety-five percent of the time. The other five is Hawkins bringing you up or you, here, unable to control yourself.

[mygoodsir]

Oh, Jesus, your ego. I don't obsess over you, Stephen. If not for seeing you, I wouldn't think of you either. But I did.

I don't care if you remember me. You're not a friend, a colleague, or a patient.

Hawkins brings you up often. I don't know how you convinced him that you're not a prick.

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Speaking of Hawkins, I assume you don't know.

[mygoodsir]

Know what?

Is he alright?

[It kills him to ask, to think that Hawk might trust Stephen with medical information more than him, but his concern is greater than his pride. He cares a lot about Hawk.]

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[ It earns him a point, one small point, the way Harry drops the fight just like that to make way for his concern. Gives him hope, too, that he might do the right thing when he knows better. ]

He's fine. Better than fine, I think.

He's in love.

[ And he waits to see if context will drop the other shoe for him. ]

[mygoodsir]

Oh, yes. Some man he met at a gala, he said. It's wonderful, honestly. I've not seen him so happy in quite some time. I hope it works out.

Do you know him?

[rehandle]

Not as well as you do.

[mygoodsir]

[Oh.

Oh no.

Oh fuck.]

This isn't funny, Strange.

[rehandle]

I know that.

[mygoodsir]

You're lying.

[rehandle]

Ask him.

[mygoodsir]

You're loving this, aren't you?

[rehandle]

No, actually, Harry. I want to see Hawkins happy. And you've both fallen for a man who isn't ready for what you want from him.

I hope you talk to them.

I think we're done here.

[mygoodsir]

Yes. We are.

Stay away from Teo, Stephen.

[rehandle]

Grow up, Goodsir.

[mygoodsir]

Fuck off, Stephen.