Of course you keep misplacing your things. You were a doctor, not the most professional but you were getting there. Everyone was nice and patient with you since you worked hard and only mess up by misplacing your things.

"Looking for this?" Your coworker would say, leaning on the doorway. It was one of the many needles you misplaced. Law had a slight smirk on his face.

"You're gonna get fired one day." He'd tease, a small chuckle escaping his lips.