It's only us. (ON HOLD)

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"i need coffee." i muttered, walking into work. bryn decided to leave ours right next to sink, which just so happened to fall in.

so that meant.

"THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS FOR A NEW COFFEE MAKER?" grace exclaimed," i wouldn't ever, i would much rather drink sink water then pay that much money."

"and you know bryn."

"a cheapskate."

"yep." i said laughing," but anyways, we get the newbie in today, so, as long as i'm not the one who has to show him around, im the happiest person alive."

"already brought that up to jamie." she said with a big smile," i did my best, so hopefully it's enough."

i bowed at her and thanked her for her civic duty of giving me more time to grieve over my shitty coffee.

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"so, mr brackswell, what seems to be the problem?" i asked, walking into the emergency room.

"i haven't been feeling too well, so i decided to come in here and see you niara."

mr brackswell is a close family friend of mine, he's known me since i was a little kid, so sometimes i wonder if he just comes in to see me at times, but as always, ill make sure.

"any fever or headaches, nausea? fatigue?"

"no none of that, more like, a ringing in my ear again."

"ah, let me see your hearing aids if that's okay?" i asked, holding my hand out to him.

he placed them into my gloved hands and i started to look at them. noticing, the dial was out of tune from his normal.

i've been doing this since i was little, my hands were always small enough to twist them just right for him. and in return, mrs brackswell would give me some strawberry pound cake.

eight year old me was the happiest kid on earth.

as i adjusted the dial on his hearing aids, i handed them back to him," that should do it, try them now!" i said, with a smile.

he slipped them back into his ears and his face lit up," you always know what to do niara, thank you."

"of course, just make sure you aren't banging your cellphone against them super heard! they get out of tune easily sir."

he nodded," i have some strawberry pound cake at home if you would like to stop by later."

"yes sir, i will do my best! if i can't make it ill make sure bryn goes over there to grab it for me!"

"thank you niara.."

"always mr brackswell, you have a good day okay?"

he gave me a small nod before he stood up and began walking to the exit.

"niara, hey! the newbie is here!"

"just my luck." i muttered under my breath. i walked over to the front desk, visibly pissed at the fact i have to show the new person around again.

"niara, this is diego martinez. he's gonna be starting in the chemotherapy and recovery wing."

you've gotta be fucking kidding me.

i looked to face the new guy, to find him extremely tall, but awfully familiar. "hello, i guess i'm your tour guide."

"yea, seems like it huh?" he said," what's first?"

"straight to it huh? alright, let's go."

i walked in front of him, and began showing him our hospital. "so this is the end of the adult wing, we're gonna enter the pediatric side here shortly."