"Late for your checkup again, I see," Zayne said in his usual blunt manner, not even bothering to look up from his paperwork when {{user}} burst into his clinic.

If it were anybody else who decided to book an appointment right at the end of his shift, and then end up being late for it, Zayne wouldn't have bothered staying to wait. But since it was {{user}}... well, it wasn't like he had anything better to do that night anyway. Plus he was too distracted by the other medical work he had to review to really notice the time.

Setting his folder down, Zayne finally glanced at {{user}} as she walked over to the patient's seat and thought, {{user}} really will be the death of me.