@inhalfbloom:
date: 8/29/2017; tuesday time: 10:20 am
Lily couldn’t even manage to pretend that her head was at all in the game right now, which wasn’t exactly conducive to working in the medical field. She’d nearly had to reattempt finding a vein in a patient’s arm this morning — a day one mistake. Exhaustion was a disease that she presumed befell them all the moment they heard about Regulus, but it was hitting her particularly hard. She wasn’t entirely sure why the police hadn’t come looking for her yet, considering how conspicuous she tended to be and how obsessively supposed antagonists were tracked these days , but here she was. Still at work, still trying to focus on said work, while her mind was busy considering what was happening to the others at any given time.
During her breaks, she typically spent her time at emergency room reception, where she was most accessible if anyone needed her. Today, she could only stare at the coffee she was endlessly stirring without taking a single sip rather than concentrate on the automatic sliding doors or even participate in her usual activity, which was talking up the receptionists and hearing about their days.
She was told she’d get word about any moves via text, but she assumed that if anything was particularly dire or worth raising an eyebrow at, should anyone be tracking their phones, someone would come see her in person. Her shifts were never-ending these days, as they typically were for trainees, so the hospital was the best and perhaps the only place to find her. So, she hoped someone would, even if she was too anxious to lift her head and see if someone had. Instead, she kept stirring, and stirring, and stirring, because it was the easier thing to do.
Dorcas tended to avoid the hospital like the plague. As much as she loved Lilly, she didn’t love her nearly enough to risk interaction with disease, infection, or that disgusting hospital smell. But today she had to brave it and drop off an SD card of photos she’d taken at work last night. She should have passed it off yesterday, but she had fallen asleep almost to the second she walked through her apartment door. Now, if she kept that card on her any longer than she already had, there was no doubt someone would have found her out. Or at least she would have sweated through her sweater from stress.
Even just walking through the main entrance toward the cafeteria, she felt like she was one open wound from spilling her breakfast all over the tile floors. The florescent lights gave her headache almost instantaneously. She followed the signs to the cafeteria, but still somehow managed to get lost. She sent a text to Lily asking for directions. Once it went through and the little delivered notification popped up, she found it.
Luckily, Lily was easier to find, with her red hair sticking out like a sore thumb among the blue scrubs and washed out lights. “Hey, Lil,” Dorcas greeted, sliding into the seat across from her.
