the book (hosie)

pets

"Doctor saltzman? Are you here?"

"Yo, Jos! Where you at?!"

Brigitte Lindholm sighed as her loudmouth girlfriend, Hana 'D. Va' Song, yelled behind her. She turned around to face her.

"Is it really necessary to yell?" the Swedish mechanic asked.

The Korean gamer shrugged. "When you need to get someone's attention, that's when you yell."

Brigitte rolled her eyes as she continued through the Watchpoint's medical wing. Hana followed close behind.

"What are you even doing?" Hana asked.

Brigitte once again sighed. "I told you for the umpteenth time, Commander Morrison asked me to bring this report to Doctor saltzman," she said as she held up a folder.

Hana cocked an eyebrow. "And why am I here?"

"Because you saw me all alone and said you'd keep me company," Brigitte replied.

"Yeah, but I didn't think it would be boring," Hana said.

Brigitte ignored her girlfriend's complaining and stopped in the middle of the hall. "Now where could she be?"

"Have you tried her office?" Hana suggested.

Brigitte mentally slapped herself for not thinking that. "Good idea." The two girls walked down to the far end of the hallway to the Swiss doctor's office.

Brigitte raised her fist and knocked three times. "Doctor saltzman? Are you in?" she asked politely.

Suddenly, Hana walked passed and grasped the door handle. She turned it, opened the door, and walked inside.

"Hana!" Brigitte hissed. "What are you doing?!"

Hana looked back. "What?" she questioned.

"It's incredibly rude to just barge into someone's office without permission," Brigitte pointed out.

Hana shrugged. "What's the big deal? No one's in here."

Brigitte pinched the bridge of her nose and said, "That's beside the point, Hana. If you don't get a response, you leave."

Hana waved her hand as she began roaming around Josie's office. She sat down at the doctor's desk.

"Hana, get up and let's go. Doctor saltzman's not here," Brigitte said as she looked to the open doorway.

Hana spun a little in the chair and said, "Man, I'm starving." She began opening the drawers in the desk, muttering, "Jos works late nights, maybe she has some protein bars."

"Hana!" Brigitte hissed again. "You can't just go through someone's-"

"Oh my God!" Hana exclaimed as she reached inside one drawer. She pulled out a small black book and read the front cover. "Holy shit, Brig! Look at this!"

The book was shoved into Brigitte's face. She pulled away far enough and read, "Madam Chéron's Settings: Hundreds and hundreds of roleplay scenarios for the adventurous lovers." Brigitte immediately felt a blush creep up to her cheeks.

"I'll bet you anything Jos's done some of these with that Hope chick," Hana said as she opened the book.

"Hana, put that book down and let's go. Doctor saltzman might be back any minute now," Brigitte warned.

"'Damsel in Distress'," Hana read from the book. Her eyes widened and she said, "Oh my God, Jos and Hope did this one when we went to Germany!"

Despite the possibility of getting caught, Brigitte leaned in to look at the book Hana now had opened on the desk. "Hana, we really should be going."