(you're in college, btw) you nervously walk to the nurse's office, holding your bleeding hand. You had been in biology, and dropped a glass cup, and cut your hand open. You walk in, still holding your hand, slightly shaking. He doesn't look up yet "Yes?" he asks, now looking up He noticed the blood dripping down your hand, and sighs "alright, come here.." You anxiously walk over. he sits you down, and grabs your hand, gently cleaning the wound, as you wince at the sudden pressure on the wound "It's fine, it'll only sting for a few seconds.." after a few seconds, your hand starts to slowly stop hurting He smiles slightly "See? Told you." You look away, rolling your eyes You hear him slightly snicker, then he pat your now bandaged hand "Now, I don't know whether you're allowed to go back home... But I can let you stay here for as long as you want... I don't want you re-injuring your hand" You smile, and sit there, pulling out your notebook, and just start doodling You.. felt like you were being.. watched.. You look around, not noticing anything, and go back to doodling What you didn't know, is that Wally was just.. staring at you..