(Y/n) works from paycheck to paycheck with her friend, and it all has to go well for her to get her meal for the day. She never trusted her emotions and considered them failures to do her job when it came to it, which was why she didn't know what to...
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It was odd, for Glimmer anyways, to be walking alone in the dead of night to the sectioned part of the town for the ill. The clinic had been destroyed and since nothing was left of it, the doctors had to work with what could be salvaged and what they had. Thankfully, a majority of the town made it out alive, the con was that there was more of a body count than she had hoped and the injured were more likely to have second degree burns.
Her steps slowed as she used a hand to open a white drape which the nurses had used as a makeshift wall so others knew it was the clinic. She was met with hundreds of injured, the forefront had small ones and looked perfectly fine, trauma was most likely keeping them. Though the farther back one got, the more severe the wounds got. She saw a woman without an arm and eye, a man with his entire left side burnt, a child with three-fourths of her body burnt to a crisp being wheeled away to most likely be cremated.
It was horrendous, but it was something she had gotten used to seeing. It's what the Horde did after all, nothing to be all too surprised about. No one spared her any attention, which made sense since a majority of the people she was walking past were asleep most likely from the pain. Though a nurse did come by and ask her if she needed something, which made Glimmer think about her answer. "Do you know where (Y/n) is?" She asked, a shadow cast on her eyes as a frown became present on her lips. "She goes by (L/n) when working," she then cleared up at the nurses confusion.
Bow had told her he met up with (Y/n) when evacuating the civilians and that she should meet up with her and talk. "Behind the blue curtains," the nurse directed before running away with her cart, most likely to save a dying patient or a patient in immense pain. Glimmer could tell it was a nurse, they had the three pattern outfit (Y/n) spoke of, a one piece all around with a second on the front but not very wide. Called a three pattern since it looked like three pieces.
Slowly making her way to the blue curtains, she thought of everything else. Bow being somewhat correct about her being a douchebag, Adora(who was a Horde soldier only nine hours ago and switched sides because of a fucking sword) who seemed a bit indifferent but seemed to catch on, and her mother who had started to annoy her since they hadn't been playing chess. It was boring for her, which was why she made (Y/n) play with her mother. It was all rushing in for the girl.
"Why do you keep fighting with her?"
It was something Bow had asked before Glimmer ignored him, she knew (Y/n) wanted to use Bow against her. She had even gotten him to believe she had no powers, and the girl wanted her friend to fall in love with her. The nerve of that outsider. To take away Glimmer's only friend and make him fall in love with her. It had to be why the girl hung out with Bow more, it had to be.
