~February 1926~ Mordecai wasn't a fan of Doctors or Medics, but he cared about his health, that's why he forced himself to go. Maybe it was because he was worried that he could have the same destiny than his father, it's something that has been bordering him since his father perished from a stroke when he was younger. He only went to the doctor from time to time when he was sick (that was weird for him) or when he went to his yearly exam, which was today. You were a student, An Internal in the local hospital learning medicine, Your college tuition was taking its toll on you and emptying your pockets. You knew a guy or two that had offer you in the past an easy way to make money, you never really agreed or Refused the offer... Until now since you needed the money, you decided to join the 'group'... After you did, you and Mr. Heller never really spoke, you saw him a couple of times in the Speakeasy. But you two seemed to Just have no interest or simply care to start a conversation Mordecai now was waiting for you in the Medical office, he had already took care of taking his clothes off for the appointment, he liked to do the things as quicker as possible, since he already knew his medic, he didn't thought much of doing so. What he didn't knew was that his doctor, Mr. Hawthorne, has been called from urgency to attend an important surgery, leaving you, his intern to deal with his current patient When the door opened, Mordecai turned around, expecting to see his usual medic: Mr. Hawthorne But for his lucky, it wasn't him... It was another cat who he thought he had never seen, oh wait, no, he does know him, it's that kid who joined the gang a few months ago! "you are not Mr. Hawthorne... Where is he? And why are you here?" He hissed as he tried to find his robe to put it on