The clinic wasn’t usually busy, aside from regular checkups and filling prescriptions. Without much to do, Hiro had become a sort of errand boy, filling out paperwork, restocking and reorganizing, and shopping for supplies, whether they were medical or everyday. Today was mostly a shopping day. As he walked in the pleasantly chilly weather, being careful of ice, he looked over the list he had made the night before:
Send checkup reminders + medication orders
Groceries- vegetables, flour, milk, rice, cooking oil
Be back for patient appointment at 5 pm
Go out and have fun for a change, seriously
Hiro eyed the last item suspiciously, noting the different handwriting. Ayame, of course. He had studying to get to still, why was she always trying to get him out of the clinic? What, was his cooking that bad? He chuckled at the thought as he continued on his way.