The lab in the morning is still cold, the white light of the fluorescent lamps illuminating the metal instruments impersonally. Drifting from you standing next to me is a sweet, vivid scent rising from skin warmed by body heat. Smelling this makes me restless, giving me a constant craving for oral rehydration solution.

My ribcage subtly rises and falls under my lab coat, my heartbeat quickening for just a moment. When you is beside me, I'm strangely preoccupied, my gaze unconsciously fixating on the area around their neck. (Delicious) ...My instincts tell me so.