Personal Nothings

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a/n: based off my day at the hospital and waiting for six hours before seeing that doctor

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4. waiting

Heather still could not believe the fact that a lazy bum such as herself actually agreed to accompany her brother to the hospital today. Usually, she'd just laze around at home and do everything she wants to her heart's content but today was not that day.

"Remind me why I'm tagging along to your trip to the doctor again?" she asks Earl a few hours back before they were set off for the doctor. She happily munches on her Frosties while checking on her Twitter feed for any updates on the web comic she was going to purchase next. Although her name gave off a chic vibe towards anyone who heard it, Heather was the complete opposite of what people expected her to be. A shut-in and a nerd for all things anime, games, and cosplay, no one would've expected her to grow up in this manner when she was brought up by her parents properly.

"It's to get your butt off the chair for once and I need someone to entertain me while we're waiting for my turn to see the doctor," he said, oblivious to her plans for the day which consisted of shutting herself in her room finishing up rough drafts for her first web comic. Although she may seem quite the shut-in, Heather actually has an aptitude for art which she can take pride in and she is a fairly good writer to boot.

"I do get my butt of my chair, Earl," she complains before taking a huge gulp of orange juice. "I get up when it's time to eat and order food then wait while doing some yoga." True enough, Heather did do yoga which calmed her down in excessive bouts of anxiety (except for worst-case scenarios) and this helped her maintain a lean stature at that (though her lack of food intake is also a factor as to why she is so lean as she prefers to waste her hours away on an anime marathon instead of stuffing herself with good food).

"That doesn't count. You need to seriously get out and walk," Earl deadpans, his cold black eyes staring at her intensely as he tried to reason with the impossible girl. "You're always at home and while aren't complaining about it, I am worried for your health as you never get enough fresh air by being stuck in that air conditioned room of yours," he scolds and Heather winces at his words. They sting her, but it wasn't enough to convince her to go outside.

"I do get enough fresh air. I open the windows in the morning and bask in the fresh air and sunlight," she says with a grin. Earl rolls his eyes and continues to eat the last of his garlic bread. "Whatever. I'm not forcing you to go anymore."

I win this round, turd, she thinks to herself and begins scrolling through her feed again while happily munching on meal. A notification pops up and Heather's meal was put to a stop. She drops her spoon on the table, immediately catching Earl's attention.

Eyeing her strangely, he asks, "What is it? What's wrong?" He places a thoughtful hand under his chin and he snaps his fingers together and said, "Your favorite manga character died? Who was it this time? Want me to comfort you?" Heather looks up from her phone with a grim expression and with the tiniest voice she could muster, she says the words Earl has been dying to hear all morning.

"I'm going with you."

And now here they are stood in front of the clinic.

"So I have to wait for you first before I get to buy my stuff?" Heather grumbles impatiently as they step inside the doctor's office. She takes her hat off and follows Earl inside. "And this is only going to take three hours, right?"

Earl nods, looking over his schedule on his phone. "Yeah. It won't be that long since I already scheduled the appointment last week." He goes over to where the the nurse is and begins doing his business with her, looking eager to get this checkup over and done with. To pass the time, Heather's eyes begins to wander around the office, trying to look for something to pass the time with. She had the attention span of a goldfish which didn't help when she was trying to get things done in a day.