Dayshift 32: Doctor's Office 10 [Dr. Burroughs] [4th Shift]
Oh, last session just went swimmingly. Maggie only blamed herself, of course- it would have been a whole lot easier to actually find something to say had she gotten to sleep at night. Instead, she had to keep herself awake by any means necessary and, when you're dead tired and cooking a meal at four in the morning, things will go awry. Her morning consisted of bandaging up her arm that got in the way of falling knives, the knives of which had been knocked out of their rack when she'd bumped into it. Ironically enough, the cuts on her arms looked suspiciously like claw marks, but she pushed it out of her mind.
She wasn't afraid of him- she'd beat his ass into the ground before and she wasn't scared now. What got to her was turning into daddy dearest.
She pulled the sleeve of her coat up to cover the bandages once more. Afterwards, she grabbed herself another cup of coffee and waited for her next patients. Hopefully, this time she'd be awake enough to actually help them.
She wasn't afraid of him- she'd beat his ass into the ground before and she wasn't scared now. What got to her was turning into daddy dearest.
She pulled the sleeve of her coat up to cover the bandages once more. Afterwards, she grabbed herself another cup of coffee and waited for her next patients. Hopefully, this time she'd be awake enough to actually help them.