Jul 07, 2008 00:13
The shift before lunch had went reasonably well for Hatori, even though he didn't particularly like telling patients they were really delusional. But he'd seemed to take it relatively well, hadn't he? It went fine, and it left the doctor with enough time to speed back into town for a quick lunch. His breakfast sandwich had gotten cold and unappetizing, and some warm food hit the spot. (And eating in the staff lunchroom wasn't his idea of fun for today, for that matter. While that Dr. Muraki had seemed interesting, Dr. Washu seemed - well, a little bit too proactive for him.)
He arrived back in a little late, but not too late. There were no patients waiting for him just yet when he got back in the office, so the rest of his time was spent poring over the file for the next patient. A new one, hmm? Very interesting, and with some of the same reported problems as the rest of his patients. Perhaps he'd go back to trying art therapy, but it really depended on what he could get from the patient.
So he sat, and he waited, and he read. The patient who fashioned himself 'Hitsugaya' would show up any moment now.
hatori