"Griffin, phone away. We don't have our phones out of our lockers while we are on call", Clarke's supervisor Dr Jackson demands, the moment Clarke's phone got a notification.
"I'll give you ten minutes to walk to your locker and put it away, this is your first and only warning".
Clarke nods her head rapidly, and begins her walk to the other side of the hospital where her locker was homed.
While she was walking at an almost jogging speed, she looked down at her phone to see she had a message from an unknown number.
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Unknown >
You know what! Why 'boss' as he calls himself is a complete asshole!
Uhm, sorry are you Raven?
Oh no! Shit sorry, names Octavia and this was meant to go to my brother.
Damn your number are like one off. This is the shot you read in dumb stories ahha
Hah don't be sorry, it's fine actually. Ow and my names Clarke Griffin.
Right, your mothers doctor Abby Griffin. Heard a lot about you.
Wait are you at the same hospital as me?
Yep :) first day as an intern. I've actually seen you around. Well yesterday actually.
Really?
Yeh you and another girl around our age were talking in the elevator on the way to meet our 'bosses'. I was the girl behind you both.
Shit, I would continue this conversation but if I don't get my phone in my locker and back to my supervisor then I'm gonna be in deep shit.
Oh I'm already in the deepest of shit. And go. Keep my number we will get coffee sometime.
Okay sounds good Octavia, nice weather talking to you.
You too Clarke :)
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Clarke smiled as she shoved her phone in her bag in her locker.
Two days and she had already made two friends. This was going way better then she had first expected.
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textpectation || the 100
Fanfiction(n.) the anticipation felt when waiting for a response to a text social media / reality au
