FTEC, Sunday (12/04)
There were still cupcakes this morning for the nurses or anyone else who might drop by the clinic, mostly out of habit. Stark didn't even spare them a second glance after dropping them on the desk. The situation had to be pretty bad if he wasn't even tempted by cupcakes. And it was.
He started out the day pacing around the clinic before deciding he needed something to do with his hands. Now he was trying to keep busy by going through cabinets and drawers. And humming, mostly tunelessly.
The alien was in and he would be happy to help if you needed it. He'd also be happy for a distraction.
[Open, OCD-free, as usual]
He started out the day pacing around the clinic before deciding he needed something to do with his hands. Now he was trying to keep busy by going through cabinets and drawers. And humming, mostly tunelessly.
The alien was in and he would be happy to help if you needed it. He'd also be happy for a distraction.
[Open, OCD-free, as usual]