It's another Sunday evening and Stark's in the clinic. He'd much rather be outside, but leaving the door open will have to do for now. The TV is tuned to some nature show, which really isn't helping to alleviate the desire to be outdoors.

[Up early as I'm having people for dinner (mmmm, delicious people) in about an hour. I'll pick up any and ( Read more... )

The nurse had been a little concerned when 5pm came and went and Wilson didn't show up but since the clinic was quiet and she had his pager number, she didn't fret overly. A quiet night without a doctor to bother her was a blessing.

Too bad that in about an hour FHT the quiet night was going to be shattered and the clinic was going to find itself ( Read more... )

It was Wednesday morning, which meant clinic time for Wilson. Checking in with the duty nurse and confirming there were no occupants in the clinic, Wilson grinned at Aziraphale as the angel settled into his habitual chair. Getting coffee started, the young doctor set up his laptop on the front desk and set about putting the finishing touches on ( Read more... )

Christian wasn't happy to find a patient in his clinic in the morning. It wasn't because it disrupted his plans for the day -- he hated seeing the kids around here get hurt ( Read more... )

Janet came careening into the clinic, out of breath and slightly late, and hoping Christian was nowhere around to catch her.

Susan set out the art supplies with an abstracted air, wondering how to handle this. Wondering if she even had the right to leave yet, or even mention her hopes to Nadia.

Her door was open.

[for nadiathesaint]

Alanna had escaped to the clinic, and after checking up on everything was behind the front desk, hoping that none of the new students would need her.

Trevor came in a bit early for his shift, and made sure to check on Dr. Wilson before checking on the clinic's supplies and the other exam rooms.

Susan's cactus is now blooming to the point of needing to be pruned; a few blossoms lie on the desk. She's also got little lights hooked up around the room, and white light icicles dripping off the doorframe.

[for nadiathesaint, with apologies and kicks to the WiFi for the lateness]

After spending a quiet afternoon walking on the beach, Wilson had gone back to the apartment to enjoy an early dinner with Aziraphale before he packed up his briefcase, kissed the angel...kissed the angel and headed out the door ( Read more... )