(no subject)
Just because Sarah was capable of enduring the heat didn't mean she wanted to, and so she found herself in the Compound one afternoon. The bookshelf didn't have anything to offer her yet again, just a lot of biographies and what she could only suppose were spy novels, if the previous assortments were anything to judge by. The jukebox had played a string of James Bond theme songs and, by the time it was all capped off with "Secret Agent Man," she was irritated enough by it to simply leave.
Making her way to the clinic, she stopped and looked inside. It seemed a quiet enough afternoon, so she headed on in, offering Ellie a smile. "Hey," she said. "I thought I remembered you were on duty today. Been keeping busy?"
Making her way to the clinic, she stopped and looked inside. It seemed a quiet enough afternoon, so she headed on in, offering Ellie a smile. "Hey," she said. "I thought I remembered you were on duty today. Been keeping busy?"