After having spent most of the day curled up with Aziraphale, Wilson was still blissfully unaware that most of the island's student population was wee.

Under this sense of innocence, he headed into the clinic, checked up with the nurse and then settled in to work on crosswords for the evening, save for when Phale came down with dinner.

Considering the doctor on duty was currently in a coma, Christian took Dr. Wilson's shift and opened up the clinic for the day.

Susan opened the clinic a bit late, and finished re-decorating, then settled in to wait for Blair and River.

[ooc: open for the counselees, back in half an hour]

Wilson wouldn't claim to have slept well ( Read more... )

Susan opened up her office and started decorating the fake miniature tree on her desk with tinsel, candy-cakes, and sugar cookies.

[for River & Blair, but open if you need to make an appointment]

Though by all rights he should have been a bit bleery eyed as he headed in to work, he was actually quite chipper and whistling contentedly.

He was also wearing a turtleneck...as...uh...guys do sometimes.

*Coughitwasgoingtobealongfourdayscough ( Read more... )

Alanna decided it was time to do an inventory of all the suplies in the clinic. Somehow, she hadn't realized that there might be things stored in cabinets that were way above her head so there was furniture climbing.

Christian was in a foul mood that morning, but he opened up the clinic on time. His mood may or may not have had something to do with the knuckles on his right hand being bruised.

[ooc: around for a few hours this morning, then heading off to Mount Vernon with the family, so slowplay = love or mod the NPC nurse accordingly.]

Tommy was at his desk reading the sports section and muttering about football teams.

Late night of drinking and debauchery means opening the clinic late. Oops.