"Please? She doesn't remember me." I pleaded for the fifth time hoping the woman behind the desk would break.
"Just...Please?" My voice broke as a hot tear ran down my cheek. She sighed.
"Fine. I can request it with the doctor." She huffed as i thanked her multiple times. She picked up the phone and typed a number.
"Hello dr. Troy. For patient 298, y/n someone is requesting a visit y/n's and their place to hopefully remember something." I heard a garbled response. She nodded and ended the call.
"Yes you can take her home home. But only for the night. And they have to unplug her."
