At first, Sora didn't realize that the commotion had anything to do with him. It wasn't that uncommon for patients to have outbursts for one reason or another, and Sora couldn't blame them either. This situation they were in could get frustrating, and some people didn't have very good tempers...
Which seemed to be the case with the patient who was arguing loudly with his nurse. Was going to Arts and Crafts really that big of a deal? At first, Sora tried to ignore it all to be polite, but he ended up glancing over once more and then he realized...
Tall, dark hair, yellow eyes. That was Sechs?
Sora scooted away from the bulletin board and rushed over, though he tried to make it seem like he was obliviously walking in on the conversation.
"Oh, hey, Sechs!" he greeted. "It's Sora." He risked a glance over at the nurse and managed a smile. "Would it be all right if we spent this shift together?" Sora didn't care where they ended up, so long as he was able to keep his promise.
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Which seemed to be the case with the patient who was arguing loudly with his nurse. Was going to Arts and Crafts really that big of a deal? At first, Sora tried to ignore it all to be polite, but he ended up glancing over once more and then he realized...
Tall, dark hair, yellow eyes. That was Sechs?
Sora scooted away from the bulletin board and rushed over, though he tried to make it seem like he was obliviously walking in on the conversation.
"Oh, hey, Sechs!" he greeted. "It's Sora." He risked a glance over at the nurse and managed a smile. "Would it be all right if we spent this shift together?" Sora didn't care where they ended up, so long as he was able to keep his promise.