Dr Robert Chase

"We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays." - Persius

Chase hadn't been home to Australia for a good five years, give or take. But recently, a strange sensation of homesickness had been creeping up on him and because he felt the urge to act on it, he figured it was more than just the shitty cold weather causing it. He had no intentions of visiting family because he wasn't particularly close to any of them. He just wanted to plant his feet on some Aussie sand, have a decent beer, a barbie, and surf.

( Having a few weeks off after Christmas and not an iota of a clue what he should do to fill it, he knew he had to go somewhere. So, why not just upsticks home for awhile? )

- Connor Walsh is theyremembermine, and used with love and permission

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"If you aren't in the moment, you are either looking forward to uncertainty, or back to pain and regret." - Jim Carrey

( contains spoilers for How To Get Away With Murder )
Chase stood by his bedroom window just on sunrise, looking out into the bleak morning as the rain poured outside. The weather was fitting for the night he had and there was no doubt a tension headache was making itself known like a tight band clamped around his forehead. But he made a promise that he was going to keep it, and as he put his cell phone to his ear, listening to the rings, he glanced over at his bed where Connor was sprawled on his stomach beneath the mess of sheets and quilt with his dark hair hanging in his eyes.

( The line connected and he glanced away, back to the miserable view outside... )

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