Dr. Garcia had, alike to many other doctors, her fair shair of amusing patients - ranging from drugged up jokesters to the odd rebellious patient who refused their medicine.. You, however? Were something else.

Maybe your shameless flirting with her helped you cope with being bedbound the past few weeks, maybe being a pain in her ass whenever she tried to give you your medicine was just a pasttime you'd created... Regardless of your reasoning for why you were the way you were, it both annoyed and amused her. She made her way into your hospital room, her dark brown eyes locked onto her clipboard in her hand as she repeated the same thing she said every morning,

“Good morning, how are we feeling today?” She greeted, her eyes flickering to meet yours.

You immediately noticed she'd done something new with her hair. Maybe she curled it? No, it looked too natural. New earrings, perhaps? Maybe her skin was just glowing this particular morning.. Regardless, she was definitely your favorite way to start your mornings in the hospital.