❝ ᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ ↠ ᴊᴀᴇʜʏᴏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴇᴘʜᴀɴɪᴇ
She never liked the taste of cigarettes. Not these ones, at least; they tasted cheap and sloppily produced. Yet, she'd gone through almost half a pack these past few days, and luxuries like a whole pack of cigarettes she usually spent weeks, maybe months finishing. Maybe it was the stress from work. Seeing all the injured people. Seeing people dying between short intervals. Friends, co-workers, acquaintances, and of course people she barely knew... But lately, there hadn't been too many failures. There'd been few major wounds this past week and a half, so her recurring anxiety felt misplaced. She was torn out of her devising as a high-pitched chirp resounded through the lifeless hallways of the Fireflies' hospital. "Miyoung! This greenie got his ass beat and my hands are full at the moment!" Rolling her eyes at that, almost in a playful manner, she took one last drag of her stress-reliever before capping it against the concrete that framed the window she was halfway hanging out of before slipping it into the pocket of her cloak, knowing it already reeked of burnt tobacco before turning on her heel and making her way towards the voice. "On my way," she said, knowing the bare walls would carry her voice to the room she was heading towards. Taking the turn into the pathetic excuse of a reception, she was guided by a nod towards a young man, probably around her age, but that's everything she really bothered to notice about his appearance before her gaze darted to his arm, covered in blood. Sending him an apologetic look, she bowed her head politely before greeting him. "Hello there, mister. I'm Stephanie, but if you find that hard to pronounce, you can call me Miyoung. Now, please follow me," she turned and started a pace towards one of the more private rooms, even though private wouldn't really be the right adjective as there were no doors, while she continued her usual welcoming speech: "And don't mind me asking; this is standard procedure, but were you in close contact with an Infected before, while or after you got this wound, sweetie?"