FTEC, Friday

[hotceltogoth]

Ronan was, mostly, only peripherally aware of the things happening on the island. He'd missed the town hall meeting the day before, and wasn't one to listen to radio. Still, it was hard to miss that they'd moved -- again -- and things in the back of his head had him more than a little on edge.

So he was there for his shift bright and early Friday morning, making sure things were in order in case the 'being on edge' thing was heralding an influx of patients.