The Nurse Who Was A Boy[Wattys2015]
He lowers his face to mine, and I can feel hot air fan my cheeks as his lips come dangerously close to my forehead. "Yeah, I'm not Nurse Robinson." I scoff, not used to the close proximity between us, and reply, "No shit. So why ARE you in the nurse's office?" "I'm the replacement." A smile full of straight, white t...