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|| Friday ||

"Hello Mitch," Doctor Hoying greets him but Mitch just grunts. "Uh oh spaghettios, what's wrong?"

Mitch's eyebrows furrow and he looks up at Doctor Hoying who just sits there, a blank look on his face.

"Uh oh spaghettios?"

Doctor Hoying grins and chuckles quietly. "Landon taught me that."

Mitch nods, suppressing a smile and looks back down at his lap.

"Uh oh spaghettios, are you giving me the silent treatment?" The blonde says seriously and Mitch gives him a blank look. Doctor Hoying snorts and shakes his head, a wide smile on his face. "Get it? Because you never talk anyway? I made a funny!"

Mitch just stares at Doctor Hoying before he realises his lips are curved upwards and into a smile as well. He appreciates that Scott can make a joke out of it.

"You have dimples," Scott observes and Mitch's smile gets wiped off his face. Scott's cheeks turn a faint shade of red before he looks down at his clipboard and writes something.

Mitch's dimples were Mr Irwin's favourite thing.

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