sol·ace
/ˈsäləs/
noun
1. comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness.
"We'll find solace from the storm in the beacon of the lighthouse"
- When a young doctor becomes the epitome of her name, for a guy just trying to survive the chaos...
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"We're gonna get a zillion vales-trauma's." April comments, "Some will probably be good for our boards."
Solace looks over to the girl, "Please, don't try anymore puns today." She also looks around at all the decorations, "Also, when I said you could put up a few things, I did not mean decorate the halls like this is some love day christmas party."
"What? I like it!" April argues, "It's nice and makes it feel less hospitally."
"Well then, you can tell that to Hunt when he hates it." Solace shrugs, going back to her charts."
"Valentines day is all, swallowed engagement rings and guys who threw out their backs getting laid." Alex complains.
Solace looks over to him, "Don't be so grumpy, Alex. It's okay not to have a date."
"First of all, valentines day isn't for having a date with some chick." Alex defends.
Jackson smirks, "Mmhmm."
"No, it's for macking the chicks who don't have dates. Besides, I have to study for my boards." Alex finishes.
Jackson looks between his friends, "You studying already?"
"Of course. You're not?" April questions him.
Jackson clears his throat, "No, I am."
Solace raises her brow at him, knowing he's lying, "Mmhmm."
Hunt walks up to the group, "Who put up all this?"
Solace points to April as the girl smiles brightly, "I did." When hunt sends his glare towards her, she tries to amend her actions, "Well, research shows that a cheerful environment reduces stress and helps patients to feel more..."
She trails off when Hunt picks up one of the paper bears and crumples it with his hand, dropping it to the ground and walking away.
Solace just shakes her head, looking back down to her charts, "Told you."
***
Checking the breathing sounds of her patient, the woman next to her ask, "Well, what do you think?"
"She's wheezing but we'll beat that." Solace tells her, looking down to the little girl in the ER bed, "You're gonna be just fine..."
"Clementine." The woman offers, "Uh, I think the kids call her Clem."
"You're not the mom?" Solace questions.
"She's on her way. She was at the gym." The woman informs, "I'm just the moron that bought the box of peanut clusters for the kid who's allergic to nuts." She gestures to the little boy that was standing next to her, "My son wanted to give her a valentine, she took a bite, and this happened."
Solace looks down to Clementine, "Okay sweetie, I'm going to start you on a breathing treatment. And then I'm going to give you an I.V. with medicine to treat the rash, okay?"
