[Charlotte opened the door of the small filing room.]
[Character was alone in the filing room, reorganizing the medical records. It was something that had been bother her for a while. It was hard to find the correct patient's file quickly when they weren't in any reasonable order.]
[It was quite a slow day at the local hospital, especially for the doctors. She had a lot of time on her hands, so she decided to use it for something that they normally had no time for. Charlotte was a doctor, yet she decided to fix one of the issues that had been annoying her and others for some time.]
Charlotte Evans: Hmm...
[Charlotte opened the drawer one by one. She took out the files inside before putting them into small piles on the floor or small desk in the room.]
[But what probably pushed her to organize each cabinet in alphabetical order was Dr. Phyllis saying that it was a pain in the ass to try and find anything in that room.]
Charlotte Evans: Okay, this doesn't seem too difficult. The tab says their name on it.
[Charlotte picked up one of the loose files on the small desk in the room to start with. She read the last name of the small tab.]
Charlotte Evans: (Mumbling to herself) Ashford. Into A in it go.
[She gently slipped the file into the cabinet drawer. Charlotte moved on the next file on the table.]
Charlotte Evans: Emerson.
[She opened the "E" drawer and slid the file into its new place.]
[Charlotte continued doing this for the next forty-five minutes. She had finished putting the files away on the table and moved onto the ones piled on top of the white, textiled flooring.]
Charlotte Evans: (Tired) Finally done with the table. Just have to do the floor.
[She looked at the several piles on the floor and sighed.]
Charlotte Evans: Damnit.
[Then, someone walked into the filing room quietly. They walked up behind her before wrapping their arms around Charlotte's waist.]
Phyllis Maria: (Whispering in her ear) Hello, Ms. Evans.
[Charlotte immediately looked behind her to see the other female doctor, her face red.]
Charlotte Evans: D-dr. Phyllis?
Phyllis: Need some help?
[Charlotte looked down at the files on the floor before looking back at Phyllis.]
Charlotte Evans: Yeah...
[Phyllis sat down on the cool, textile floor and gestured the spot in her lap.]
[Charlotte blushed more as she sat down in her lap.]
Phyllis Maria: Hm, shall we?
[Charlotte just nodded and got to work with Phyllis' help.]
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LCA: Side Stories
RandomJust some smaller stories I write when I'm a little bored and just a plot that isn't big enough for an episode. They're from the Crossover, first season, Pepe Miraia, and others. I hope you like them.
