Jan 16, 2012 21:49
What does it say about a hospital when I have to come in and keep the pillows fluffed? You guys need to handle your shit.
[She's sitting in a hospital room, in a chair by the window. The sun is laughing in the background. There are bags under Santana's eyes today, and she skimped on makeup. It's been a long week. First the mission, then Tenten gets torched by some psychopath. When she woke up this morning, Brittany was gone. Again.
She's surprised at how...okay she feels about it, this time. Still, it's just been one thing after another. She's tired. It doesn't help that she's been here pretty much all day.]
You skimp on the morphine, and the food sucks so much I have to bring some, and the place is too white so I have to decorate. Seriously, have you guys ever heard of colors? This looks like the kind of place where lobotomies happen.
You guys should be paying me for this.
c: john watson,
c: tenten,
santana lopez,
c: kurapika