A Married Doctor j.b ff

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*Picture of Eleanor at the top*

Eleanor's POV

After The Doctor's- 3:30pm

I opened the door to my penthouse , letting out a relived sigh that I made it through this city and I'm able to rest.

"You're home" Courtney smiled walking out of her room.

"So are you. How was work?" I asked.

"Work. Nothing fun. How about the appointment?" She asked.

"Hot Doctor. I need to get sick immediately." I squealed.

"Well look at you, what did he look like?" She asked.

"Beauty. I'm telling you he was gorgeous. His smile is to die for." I smiled.

"And he's probably married with kids. Dream crusher." She shrugged.

"Well, you never know. I wasn't really paying attention if he had a wedding band or not. We were holding hands." I gushed.

"But I bet you it wasn't flirtatiously." She laughed.

"Because I was scared to get my shots." I mumbled.

"Exactly. He does that to probably every patient that's scared of needles." She rolled her eyes.

"I know. But still. His hands were soft and warm. I could hold his hand forever." I mumbled.

"Stop fantasizing. Go do something with yourself." She said.

"I was thinking about going to the art museum. I think one or two of my mom's paintings are hung there." I said.

"You go ahead, I have to go get groceries." She said.

"I'm taking a nap. But when I wake up, I'll be out." I said.

"Alright, well I'm leaving now. What did you need me to grab the other day that I forgot?" She asked.

"Oatmeal, but I got it already." I said.

"Okay. I'll see you whenever you get home then." She said and I nodded watching her walk out of the door.

I got up from the couch, walking to my bed, throwing myself in the bed, flinching at the pain in my arm.

"Damn it." I groaned, pulling off my leather jacket laying back down.

I scrolled through my instagram for a bit before falling a into a catnap.

1.5 hours later.

It was 5:00 and I decided that I needed to get myself to look human again so I could go to the museum.

I fixed up my hair, redoing the ponytail, and spraying on more perfume. I took my phone off of the charger, grabbing my wallet, ready to venture out into the city. I exited the condo, and down the elevators reaching the exterior of the building. The museum is only about 8 minutes walking, so all is good, great actually.

As the 8 minutes passed, I brought myself to an art museum, opening the doors in front of me. Being that my mothers art work was in here, I was allowed in for free, go me.

I looked around at all of the art, in all honestly I was just looking for my mother's art. I'm not really a girl who's into art work. I love paintings and stuff but not to an extent where I know anything about artists or the history. I simply like paintings and put them on my wall, nothing to talk about.