Day 24: Intercom, Breakfast
And so the day came, eerily similar to what the Head Doctor had foretold. For once, things didn't seem to be so bright and sunny as they should have been in this perfect Landel's world, and ominous grey clouds lined a stark sky that didn't seem to offer much sunlight
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The bed was too hard.
This was the first thing that came to mind as she woke up from her restless slumber, expecting the usual decor of her room. Instead she finds dull and drab, and this would hardly do to please her senses. Hands on hips as Renge sat up, the teen was about to shift herself off bed when the intercom went off, causing her to freeze on the spot.
"... Leeroy Jenkins?" Oh! She heard of that name before! There seemed to be a lot of hype about him from that game... Land of Peacecraft, was it? Her dampened mood seemed to lift as she remembered, wondering if they would serve chicken to commemorate him. Oh, but this room, where was she? Renge thought hard, but no viable explanation came to greet her. And so, with a fitful shrug, the teen swung her legs over the edge and hopped off rather ungracefully.
It was only then that she noticed that someone else was in the room, grasping at her curiosity like a moth to a flame. Renge made a beeline to the opposite end, catching a glimpse of honey blonde hair when the other shifted in their bed. Never the one for manners when they weren't necessary, Renge reached forward with full intentions to pull the covers off, but stopped when the door swung open to reveal a woman.
"Oh! Ms. Taylor you shouldn't disturb your roommate like that. She must have been exhausted with everything she did. But no matter, let's get you to breakfast shall we?" The nurse chided, taking a few steps forward. But Renge didn't say anything right away, letting her eyes soak up everything about this woman. It was only when the nurse tried to speak again did she say anything.
"Ms. Ta-"
Renge suddenly pointed a finger at her.
"NOT ENOUGH. NOT ENOUGH I SAY!" Her other hand pressed firmly against her hip, giving the nurse the same cold stare whenever the Host Club didn't follow her orders. "Your words may sound gentle, but your body language is as stiff as a statue! Have you any idea how to pull a convincing act? You're supposed to be like this-!"
And without warning Renge reached forward and took the woman's hands, pulling her forward in a gentle caress with a worried expression strewn over her face.
"Please... you mustn’t do that. I know it must be hard for you," With that she gently caressed the side of the bewildered nurse's cheek. "But I will do my best to soothe you through these trying times. It's not only my job, but my passion as well."
And just like that the teen pulled back and dusted herself off, the nurse continuing to stare at her before sighing and guiding Renge's hand into her own.
"Come Ms. Taylor. You don't want a cold plate of food now do you?"
Renge just huffed. This woman obviously didn't know how to LARP right!
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