trinity leaned on the counter next to whittaker, looking up at the board. they were just getting past the morning rush. she didn't understand how whittaker always seemed to get patients who wanted him around. her first of the shift was looking worse for wear, and angry, but she was doing her best. "old lady in north 10 is asking for you, farm boy. said she wants to hear the rest of your story." she made her decision and pushed off the edge of the counter. "i've got stomach cramping in fifteen."
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