Between Our Adjoined Hands/ Phil Lester

4: Mid week tea

It was already mid week and I honestly had no idea where the week went. I had drowned myself in work, innumerable back to back surgeries, post op compilations, reports. My usual schedule was to wake up at the hospital on call room as soon as 6 in the morning , head home, take a shower, find something to eat and then get back to the hospital. So needless to say I spent merely 3-4 hours of my day at my home. My neighbors had started giving me suspicious looks in the hallway. Which was hilarious, like me ? Vivian de lucca seriously? Do I look like the kind of person who spends the nights out partying and whoring around? Like do I ? Seriously ?
Tying my hair into a braid I smelled my armpits to check if I needed a shower today. And oh Lord yes I needed a shower. Getting rid of my scrubs I headed home. As I opened the door to my house a musty smell hit my nose. The apartment much needed ventilation. After throwing open all the windows and pulling back curtains, I jumped into the shower. Vigorous scrubbing followed resulting in me losing three layers of dirt and at least one layer of my skin. Ridiculous as it may sound I went back to the hospital, I made a mental note to inform Dr Browne that I would be taking the next two days off.

As Thursday came I realised that I had succeeded in keeping myself away from Phil for the first three days of the week and the lack of any message from him just confirmed my fear of him thinking I was the weirdest person ever. Frankly, I guess I always knew it at the back of my head. Like I couldn't expect him to remember me after just two days of acquaintance. I may have hoped that he felt something too . But that was me being silly, on a rational note I knew I hadn't left any impression on him.

I had taken the day off from my job and had instead done nothing productive. House needed cleaning, laundry needed to be done, grocery was needed to be bought and I had wasted the entire day in my pjs eating popcorn as I scrolled tumblr mercilessly. It was 6:54 pm on one of the most lazy, sluggish Thursday of my life. Universe decided to shower me some love because at 6:55 pm my jaw was on the floor, my eyes were wide open from awe, the laptop on my lap shook because of my trembling legs.

Phil Lester had messaged me once again.

What have you been upto ?

I couldnt believe what i was reading
What have you been up to ?
What have yoU BEEEN UP TO?!!?!
WHAT HAVE I BEEN UP TO !!
Reading the message thrice in increasing tone of excitement and anxiousness I finally calmed myself.

Had the busiest time at the hospital these past few days. Wbu ?
I hit send before I could over analyze anything.

Phil relied back instantly.
I actually had a rather free week. But I cleaned up the house today ..so yay! (?)

I looked around at my room. Piles of clothes on a chair near the closet, various books-half on the floor and half on the shelf, decorated my room. So I think it was safe to say I had a messy room.

Wow , you sir are inspirational.
I have befriended the pet rodent (not sure if a mouse or a rat) that is residing in my highly messy room rn

I faced a similar situation a while back. I think I still have the mouse trap.
Also I am so not inspirational, I just have free time on my hands. Dan's off to Sweden.

I might need to borrow it .
Awh you must be bored.

I am bored actually, okay have you ever had the craving to have bubble tea?!

"Aaaachooo" I sneezed, from a cold, an allergy or plain nervousness? I dont know.
I was overwhelmed by this entire conversation. My face had contorted itself into a permanent goofy grin.

I actually have never had bubble tea before
I admitted. Even though I'd seen them having it in the 'day in life of Dan and Phil' video, I still had never tasted it.