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"I want to die." Voie said, ripping off her surgical mask. Collin carefully took off his bloodied rubber gloves and stared at her. "What.. does mean?" he asked. Voie sighed, "It's just a joke, you know.. funny, funny." Collin just nodded. The partners in crime just finished a 6 and a half surgery to a man that was shot by a gang while on patrol. Sad, his name was Fred or some shit. Who knows. Cleaning up multiple medical tools, Voie readied herself for the nurses to take over for the night, as Collin seemed to be as tired as she was. The two blondes left as soon as the night shift crew came in, "Thank god." was all Voie could say under her breath. Clocking out, she quickly headed to the garage area, finding her red G Wagon in the usual spot. Hopping in, she pulled a small chunk of hair into a bun, tying it tightly. A knock scared her out of her senses. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          "FOR FUCKS SAKE EDWARD."
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          The germ™ laughed. As he as officially scared the living shit out of his tired, drained, fiancé.

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“Holy shit, dear god, oh shit, oh fuck.” 
          
          Voie was running around like a madman, her bun becoming slightly messy. Her glasses were crooked and her eyes showed of pure panic.
          
          You might be wonder, what the hell is she so stressed about? Well dear person reading this, I’m about to tell you.
          
          Voie has lost track of Collin. No, no, not like in what he is saying. No, she literally can not find him anywhere. 
          
          She searched the medical room, the office, cubicles and hell even asked to see the security cameras, he could have been kidnapped.. again.
          
          The Norwegian boi ™ could have been any where. He barely knew any English, or even polish so she was petrified of a bad outcome.
          
          Rounding a corner, she slammed into someone. Her glasses fell of her face and her clothes became bundled up. 
          
          
          
          
          
          Looking up at the person, she saw her co worker, partner in crime, best friend, Collin. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU YOU LITTLE BIH!” 

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Welcome to my ted talk, today we talk about my main oc. Her name is..... 
          
          Voie ?????????? ( Has no clarified last name )
          ( zo-ie)
          
          She is a stressed doctor working for a private military company in Poland.
          
          She has short (to the neck) dark blonde hair which is commonly in a half up bun.
          
          She and her partner in crime, Collin, ( just friends I swear ) go through the stress of “Omfg is this person really gonna die of a shot through the dick?” And so fourth.
          
          I haven’t mentioned her cause, ya know, Asher is like IM HERE AND QUEER BIH 
          
          Collin, to which is of Norwegian descent, only knows broken English, so they really only talk through post-it notes.
          
          
          She was made about 2 years ago in a random sketch I made in school, and I was like “hey that’s pretty good”
          
          
          So yee. Oh btw she might be dating some German dude for whatever idk.
          
          His name is like, Edward or some shit.
          
          
          Thanks for coming to my ted talk.
          
          FYI, if you do read this Maureen I can make a book about her idk