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This is a string of drabbles centered around my favorite doctor, Hatori Sohma. Each one will present/represent an emotion/feeling/noun/phrase-- some will be lighthearted, others angst-ridden/dark, others wistful, others depressing, etc.
At the end of each one, I will share the emotion/feeling/noun/phrase of which the story is written around. See if you can guess!
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Summary: Hatori doesn't seem to be able to concentrate on his 'work', rather each drabble is a reflection of his existence, or lack of.
Realm of Distractions
Soulless
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He pulled away the shower curtain, painfully slow. Shivering from the ice water that pelted dwon on his impentrable skin.
He saw the ghost-like visage in the foggy mirror look back at him.
He was dead. Except for the beating of his heart.
He briskly dried himself with the towel. He stepped out of the shower and moved to the counter. His white-knuckled fingers clutched the marble counter tightly as he peered at himself.
Ashen. Pale. Pallid.
He finally pulled away to put on his robe.
He left the bathroom to return to his bleak life.
A/N: Ghost. Boo!
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