NINTH KILL [text]
locked;
This is so boring. Even bustling around the clinic is getting irritating. I don't wan to be here, and I don't want to help anyone get better. So they've come down with fevers. So what? Let them die. They'll just come back. They always come back. Because people have that privilege here. We're not surviving, we're just killing time.
The next person who comes in crying about a broken leg or a missing limb gets a scalpel lodged into their foreheads. I'm sick of this act.
I need some fun. That's what I need.
But, how?
/locked.
I'm really hungry.. I haven't eaten in two days. Things are limited here, and I feel like a real bother every time I have to ask for something.
Doesn't help much, either way.
This is so boring. Even bustling around the clinic is getting irritating. I don't wan to be here, and I don't want to help anyone get better. So they've come down with fevers. So what? Let them die. They'll just come back. They always come back. Because people have that privilege here. We're not surviving, we're just killing time.
The next person who comes in crying about a broken leg or a missing limb gets a scalpel lodged into their foreheads. I'm sick of this act.
I need some fun. That's what I need.
But, how?
/locked.
I'm really hungry.. I haven't eaten in two days. Things are limited here, and I feel like a real bother every time I have to ask for something.
Doesn't help much, either way.