@multavia secco starter !
secco knew doctors were loaded , but - it wasn’t something that he had considered in his agreement with salvatore. it wasn’t until , he had arrived at the mans house that the reality set in .. everything , stark , clean white. meticulous perfection , almost , like he never - really left the hospital in which they met. the first few days , were spent tip toeing around the place – afraid to touch anything , worried that his unsteady hands would result .. in some , expense. or anger – from the other. but his worries , were proved moot – with how , welcoming salvatore had been .. secco felt more welcome here .. more welcome , than he’d likely felt – anywhere else before.
the first few mornings , he’d been thrown – waking up , in a unfamiliar place. skittish. but he was beginning to settle .. learning slowly , the things he’d need to know to help salavtore in the way he wanted. how to turn on the video camera .. making sure it was charged , the red light meant it was recording .. what buttons would zoom , and retract the image. training his hands to remain steady enough – was the biggest issue thus far.
the man had made himself comfortable on the floor ; beside the doctors feet , a medical journal lay open – pages , filled with illustrations. common medical instruments. scalpel .. forceps .. hypod- uh , needle ? why did these things need such long names ? and why were there so many types of scissors ! was one not enough ? it was an ongoing struggling to link names to the objects in question.
tapping the doctors leg to get in his attention , secco points to the page - “ i – i – don’t k-know the name for this one – what’s it for ? “
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