A Sober Decision

It has been days since Chase left his room. After what he did, he could not bring himself to get out of the room. But unlike the previous weeks, he was not drinking. He was thankful for the presence of the gods because no one noticed his absence.

The doctor got into his car and closed the door. The past month or so had been rough. So he decided maybe it would be better if he put the board’s wishes into action. He couldn’t bear to tell anyone, even Ronnie, that he got suspended from work. 

Mr. Chase Robert Dawson, Ph.D, M.D.

Olympus Academy, Baldwin County

Greetings!

We, the members of the Board, would like to express our gratitude for your more than excellent service for the past years. However, it has come to our attention that you have been delivering more bad outcomes as of late. This is despite sending you letters concerning your work.

In this light, we have deemed to employ a medical personnel to handle the infirmary temporarily. This is all in the best interest of the Academy.

Your suspension will be effective on the third week of January 2012. Please surrender all Academy property, including the keys to your apartment and the infirmary, to the headmistress before you take your leave.

Your final check would be given to you once you surrender all Academy properties.

Where does one even find Ambrosia?

sophiatremblay:

chasedawsoniam:

Why are you looking for ambrosia Ms. Tremblay? Is anyone hurt?

No. One of the gods was wondering if the jello shots I made had ambrosia in them. 

Oh… Ambrosia is just one of the few things, along with nectar and drinks brewed by Dionysus himself, that can bring a god to inebriation. So, it would be wise not to offer any of these to them during their visit.

Where does one even find Ambrosia?

Why are you looking for ambrosia Ms. Tremblay? Is anyone hurt?

A Pleasant Evening.

addisonvalencia:

chasedawsoniam:

As Addison plopped down on the edge of one of the beds, Chase stretched his head from one side to the other. Another bolt of lightning tore through the night sky. Chase walked slowly towards one of the empty beds.

“Well you never know what the gods are up to, maybe Zeus is testing some of his bolts,” Chase said absentmindedly as his mind was thinking about how it would feel to have his hands run through Addison’s curves. He licked his lips at this thought. 

“A sprain, you say?” he asked as he examined and fluffed one of the pillows and picked it up. He then sauntered in front of Addison.

“oh, right. zeus.” addison said as she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

then, an awkward silence occured after the lightning struck. addison noticed that he licked his lips, and looked away. what was he thinking about?

“yeah, a sprain.. there’s nothing to do with it anymore since it has gotten better.” addison replied.

she stared at the exit door for a while, trying to find out how to get out from this cold and creepy infirmary.

Chase sensed Addison’s alarm and distress. “I have to act fast,” he thought. And he just realized the perfect opportunity. “Addison, we will have to elevate the sprained joint, and in your case, your ankle, above your heart level. So I need you to lie down and…” as Chase was already beside Addison, he used the pillow that he was holding to smother Addison.

One of his hands was keeping the pillow in Addison’s face, while his free hand was travelling along the long and smooth length of her legs.

So, I really hope Chase doesn’t mind me borrowing his clothes.

sun-god-apollo:

Sure. Whatever, dad. It’s cool.