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"So, Mr. Seguin, it seems to be that you're here for a check up on a cut on your Achille's tendon..." I looked through his medical records and looked at him. "I understand that you've had surgery performed on this?"

He nodded his head, "yes, I've had it done not too long ago..."

Nodding my head, I asked him a few questions about any pain or discomfort he was experiencing with post-surgery.

"Looking at your records, I see that you are a hockey player...Would you like to explain to me how exactly this injury had occurred?" I looked at him confusedly as an actual cut of the tendon was very rare.

"I-uh-I accidentally cut it open with the blade of my skate..." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and I nodded my head.

"If you don't mind, may I take a look at the wound and check to see how it's healing?"

Tyler nodded his head and I slowly unwrapped the gauze to take a look at the wound, when my eyes widened and I fell to the floor with a thud.

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"Dr. L/N, are you okay?" I felt someone shake me and my eyes slowly started to open.

Looking down, I saw myself in a hospital bed and immiediately turned around to follow the voice, who turned out to be Tyler.

"Wh-what happened?" I groggily spoke as I held my head in pain.

"You blacked out when you were starting to look at my Achille's tendon...Which another doctor looked at, by the way, so you don't have to worry about it." Tyler shrugged his shoulders and I groaned to myself.

"Why did I do that!?" I facepalmed myself in the face and I heard him chuckle.

"Not the first time that someone fainted over me..."

"Thank you for the sarcastic comment, Mr. Seguin..."

I rolled my eyes and looked down at my phone to check the time, which was about half to 6. Great, my shift ended 15 minutes ago and I was still stuck in the office. Tyler cleared his throat to get my attention and I looked up at him.

"Can I help you with anything?" I mumbled to myself as I scrolled through my Instagram feed.

"I-uh-I just wanted to ask you if you were up for some pizza soon, maybe tonight? The doctor told me that you were free to go and you could actually go right now. It's just something I was wondering about. You don't have to-" He started to talk on and on until I decided to shut him up by pressing my finger against his lips.

"I'd love to go out and eat some pizza with you, Mr. Seguin. And you can call me Y/N, just saying..."