Sep 22, 2007 23:53
Here he was, stuck in his office on a Friday. That was to be expected when he had been forced to skip a day, of course, and he honestly didn't care that much. Wilson had never been much of a golfer, and that was what most doctors did on their days off. Besides, only having to work three days out of the week was all in all rather luxurious. He didn't have anything to complain about.
He only had three patients lined up for the day. Two he had seen before - there was Mr. Kasady, who thought he was a famous serial killer (he was going to be fun to deal with again) and then Ms. Hawkeye, whose session had been much more pleasant in comparison.
As for Mr. Momochi -- well, he wasn't going to make any assumptions about him. It was difficult to predict what patients were going to be like, and he couldn't glean very much from their files, since those tended to contradict their actual behavior.
What happened, happened. He wasn't going to dwell on it. Instead, Wilson munched on a granola bar and waited for his first patient.
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