I don't understand them. One of them is the most foul-tempered ass in the western hemisphere, the other is a kind person that only wants to care for others. They're both in the profession which suits them best: medicine. And they're best friends.
I hear them talking, and they're definitely best friends. The ass is always bitching about one thing or the other, and the kind one is always trying to cheer his friend up or on. It is what you always see, one leaning on the other for support when they need it. They are best friends.
But I get the feeling that, for all the times I've heard them talking, all that I've seen between them, I'm still missing something. When they pass in the hall, usually the ass is going somewhere important, or just to lunch, and the kind one turns on his heel to walk together. It doesn't matter to him. And the ass never acknowledges it, or reacts. Other times, in the hall, something's changed, and neither even glance at each other, they just keep walking.
So, to answer this, I may have to spy a little. They didn't look at each other today. Now, I'm following the kind one around, because he's much less paranoid about a chick following him at all. Likely hasn't noticed me yet. But he's going up to the roof. And it's past dark.
And the ass is up there, as the heavy iron door swings closed, and there's no way to get out there with them without being seen. A heeled shoe is wedged in the doorjamb before it closes.
The kind one. "This is getting a bit repetitive. Can't we just meet somewhere else?"
The ass. "I like it up here. It's cozy. 'S got that whole festive freeze-your-gonads-off vibe."
Laughter, from the kind one first, and grudgingly from the ass. Then, I don't know what happens, but there is cloth on the bricks next to the door and moaning. The moaning gets louder. And longer. And there are two voices, and wet sounds, and I am hurrying down the stairs desperately as the echoing of the door slamming properly surrounds me. The door opens again, as I rush into the hall two floors below, face purple.
Oh, okay. That answers that question.
Turns out that they aren't 'definitely best friends' after all.