"Let's see, there's the tibia, the fibula, the femur, the tarsal, the metatarsals, oh and the sacroiliac joint." Mark said looking up at the ceiling. Krystal was flipping through the flash cards smiling.
"Yeah, and what are three types of diuretics used to decrease blood volume and lower blood pressure?" she quizzed.
"Oh jeez." Mark looked puzzled. "I'm gonna fail. I swear. Let's see... thiazides, potassium-sparing, and loop diuretics?" he said with a grimace, expecting the worst.
"Right, right, and... right!" Krystal chimed. "Holy crap monkey, you're effing smart. What are you even worrying about?"
"Because I know myself, Kris. Even though I get them all right out here, in the exam I turn into a whole other person." he huffed, grabbing the stack of perfectly written and color coded flashcards from her. "Anyway, thanks again for your help. I'm gonna go for a run to clear my head and hope that these things stick before my exam tomorrow."
As Krystal picked Bruiser up from the ground she gave Mark a loving pat on the back, "You're going to be okay. Studying is the opposite of hoping, after all. You're doing everything you need to in order to succeed." She walked out of the apartment closing the green door behind her.
Mark let out a deep sigh and collapsed onto his sofa, the agony of the midterm hovering over his conscience. After laying there like a sloth for a few minutes he picked himself up slowly and put his orange runners on. 'Alright, Gaga, work your magic.' he said to himself as he went to grab his iPhone. He decided that he needed a little bit of the queen of pop to lift his spirits. When he looked at his phone he noticed a text from Lee.
LEE GIKWANG (text)
"Just finished my workout, I'm nearby. If u aren't still studying, can I stop in and see my favorite boy?"
MARK TUAN (text)
"I am just leaving for a run, I'll meet you in the lobby. :P"
Mark strolled out to the elevator, bobbing his head back and forth to "Poker Face." When he reached the lobby he was confused at the amount of people crowded around. The music drowned out the shouting, but he could make out the distressed looks on the people's faces. A lady was kneeled over, waving her hands frantically and shouting at another woman. There was a man yelling into his cell phone near the women, his hands pointing towards the ground. Confused, Mark sauntered over to the people, taking his headphones out to absorb all the commotion.
"What's going on?" Mark said puzzled, to the lady that was on her one knee. Just then he realized that she was helping another person. Behind a large trash can was Linda, laying on the ground shaking violently from every inch of her body. Mark made an audible gasp when he recognized the small woman.
"She's been like this for a few minutes. We're waiting for the ambulance right now. Jeez, I wish they'd hurry!" the lady screamed.
Mark had never seen someone seizing before, so he was stunned for a moment, taking it all in. He knew that if he was going to be a nurse he'd need to get used to this stuff, but because it was Linda on the ground, vibrating constantly with eyes rolling back into her skull, the blonde was frightened. He knelt down beside the small woman, holding her hand while she shook, the scared look never leaving his face.
"Oh my god, what happened?!" a sweaty Lee said entering the front door of the building, jogging over when he noticed the crowd.
"She's having a seizure, Lee. I don't know what to do!" Mark said helplessly.
"Has someone called the ambulance?" he said calmly. Mark nodded once. "Okay, well that's good. All we have to do is wait for now. Unless..." Lee said, feeling around his pockets.
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Affinity // (GOT7 Markson)
FanfictionMark is a mature, quiet and intellectual young man looking forward to his first year in nursing school come September. He has just moved to Vancouver, a lively and pretty city overlooking the ocean where he knows absolutely nobody. Jackson is a hand...