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- One post per week
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- I'm an afternoon and 1am poster lmao
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F R A N K I E
The ED was surprisingly quiet. It was 8AM and Frankie was in the locker room, trying her hair up in the mirror. She carefully pinned back her curls, making sure to keep it neat. For work, Frankie wore little make up - Maybe some red lipstick and mascara, but nothing like a night out, something she did often. Once that was done, she quickly closed her locker and put her bag on the rack before leaving into the ED.
"It's, quiet?" Frankie walked up behind Zoe as she passed her, asking with a confused face. Frankie liked Zoe. She was another person who liked to party and managed to do amazingly well in her job. She definitely looked up to her. More Zoe than Connie. Connie was simply intimidating. But Frankie had only been around for a month, she didn't really know her well. In fact, she didn't really know anybody that well yet. She got along with Zoe and Lily. She disliked Cal and the way he spoke to her but Frankie found his brother, Ethan, rather nice. Even if he was a little bookish. Frankie nodded at Zoe before walking over to Ethan in the kitchen room as she spotted him through the window.
"Good morning. Making coffee for me?" Frankie grinned as she walked through the door quickly. She always had a way of being loud and almost overbearing at times. Especially when she was talking to a guy as timid as Ethan.
D Y L A N
"I'm really not interested." Dylan looked over to Lofty with a blank face. The curly head nurse had been talking about a band excitedly the entire morning and frankly, Dylan didn't care. Most of the things Lofty spoke about raised nothing but eyebrows with Dylan.
"Ah, Zoe." Dylan found the perfect time to leave as Zoe arrived. He watched Frankie depart before walking swiftly up to her, holding an Ipad in his hand. "There is a small child over there with a broken arm." He stated, "But Connie asked for a CT can and I have only just got here." He said. Before work, Dylan walked his pet dog. The walk took a little longer than he anticipated and when he got back to the boat, Zoe had already left. He wasn't exactly late, but he already seemed out of the loop as to what was going on.
He put a hand on his hip as he held the Ipad in front of Zoe's face, in hope that she'd be able to give him some idea, since Connie was running around without giving Dylan any idea as to what he was meant to be doing with the small child.
@Zo Hanna
The ED was surprisingly quiet. It was 8AM and Frankie was in the locker room, trying her hair up in the mirror. She carefully pinned back her curls, making sure to keep it neat. For work, Frankie wore little make up - Maybe some red lipstick and mascara, but nothing like a night out, something she did often. Once that was done, she quickly closed her locker and put her bag on the rack before leaving into the ED.
"It's, quiet?" Frankie walked up behind Zoe as she passed her, asking with a confused face. Frankie liked Zoe. She was another person who liked to party and managed to do amazingly well in her job. She definitely looked up to her. More Zoe than Connie. Connie was simply intimidating. But Frankie had only been around for a month, she didn't really know her well. In fact, she didn't really know anybody that well yet. She got along with Zoe and Lily. She disliked Cal and the way he spoke to her but Frankie found his brother, Ethan, rather nice. Even if he was a little bookish. Frankie nodded at Zoe before walking over to Ethan in the kitchen room as she spotted him through the window.
"Good morning. Making coffee for me?" Frankie grinned as she walked through the door quickly. She always had a way of being loud and almost overbearing at times. Especially when she was talking to a guy as timid as Ethan.
D Y L A N
"I'm really not interested." Dylan looked over to Lofty with a blank face. The curly head nurse had been talking about a band excitedly the entire morning and frankly, Dylan didn't care. Most of the things Lofty spoke about raised nothing but eyebrows with Dylan.
"Ah, Zoe." Dylan found the perfect time to leave as Zoe arrived. He watched Frankie depart before walking swiftly up to her, holding an Ipad in his hand. "There is a small child over there with a broken arm." He stated, "But Connie asked for a CT can and I have only just got here." He said. Before work, Dylan walked his pet dog. The walk took a little longer than he anticipated and when he got back to the boat, Zoe had already left. He wasn't exactly late, but he already seemed out of the loop as to what was going on.
He put a hand on his hip as he held the Ipad in front of Zoe's face, in hope that she'd be able to give him some idea, since Connie was running around without giving Dylan any idea as to what he was meant to be doing with the small child.
@Zo Hanna