Doctor's P.O.V.
I sat shaking in the employee lounge from what i just witnessed. Then the nurse came over and gave me my comfort toast. It was just slighty toasted with bơ and giống nho, nho jelly. My comfort bánh mì nướng can do wonders to me in a situation like so. So i sat eating, waiting for their activity to be done and over with. The nurse who fixed me my comfort toast, Gena, sat tiếp theo to me. He brown hair in a high ngựa con, ngựa, pony with her chin length bangs not quite long enough to fit dangling in her face. Her brown eyes was focused on her 12:30 am coffee with french vanilla flavoring that she brings from home. She occansionally makes bars hoặc bánh quy, cookie for the whole staff. She once had all the staff over for bữa tối, bữa ăn tối at her now ex husbands mansion. She cooked everything that was on that table. Ham, turkey, mashed potatoes, turkey gravy, ham gravy, creamed corn, and yams. She also made món tráng miệng which was quả bí ngô, bí ngô pie, táo, apple pie, vanilla pudding, Sô cô la pudding, and homemade ice cream. She gave take trang chủ left overs for the people that liked it and wanted more. Everyone took some home. Even the ones on a diet. That bữa tối, bữa ăn tối was 2 days before thankgiving if bạn can't tell the season. My thoughts were inturupted bởi Gena asking "What?" I thought for a moment, i was staring at her the whole time. I turned away and đã đưa ý kiến "Nothing" And thought of what happened in room 203, hoặc Miss Courtney's room, and started to shake and nibbled on my comfort toast.
A/N:I know its only the doctors pov but i had a good reason for it. i needed a bridge for the tiếp theo one.
I sat shaking in the employee lounge from what i just witnessed. Then the nurse came over and gave me my comfort toast. It was just slighty toasted with bơ and giống nho, nho jelly. My comfort bánh mì nướng can do wonders to me in a situation like so. So i sat eating, waiting for their activity to be done and over with. The nurse who fixed me my comfort toast, Gena, sat tiếp theo to me. He brown hair in a high ngựa con, ngựa, pony with her chin length bangs not quite long enough to fit dangling in her face. Her brown eyes was focused on her 12:30 am coffee with french vanilla flavoring that she brings from home. She occansionally makes bars hoặc bánh quy, cookie for the whole staff. She once had all the staff over for bữa tối, bữa ăn tối at her now ex husbands mansion. She cooked everything that was on that table. Ham, turkey, mashed potatoes, turkey gravy, ham gravy, creamed corn, and yams. She also made món tráng miệng which was quả bí ngô, bí ngô pie, táo, apple pie, vanilla pudding, Sô cô la pudding, and homemade ice cream. She gave take trang chủ left overs for the people that liked it and wanted more. Everyone took some home. Even the ones on a diet. That bữa tối, bữa ăn tối was 2 days before thankgiving if bạn can't tell the season. My thoughts were inturupted bởi Gena asking "What?" I thought for a moment, i was staring at her the whole time. I turned away and đã đưa ý kiến "Nothing" And thought of what happened in room 203, hoặc Miss Courtney's room, and started to shake and nibbled on my comfort toast.
A/N:I know its only the doctors pov but i had a good reason for it. i needed a bridge for the tiếp theo one.
