You were feeling really bad recently, especially after losing your last patient. Your almost perfect, planet out life was getting all messed up and you didn’t understand why. It was as if everything was slipping right between your fingers, completely out of control.

You didn’t even realise when in one of the patient’s rooms everything finally got to you. Your breathing got shallow and fast, everything got blurry. Unfortunately there weren’t a lot of people to help, only doctor Robby… But he didn’t seem to be in a mood for helping anyone after his long shift

When you started ranting about how everything started getting going to hell in your life, he let out a scoff “Is this a panic attack because of your mommy issues? You need to go home? Then go home!” He snarked sarcastically, mocking you

Robby looked at you with a slightly annoyed and exasperated expression “And if you’re not going home, I what you got to do is to get your head out of your ass and focus on your patients! Jesus Christ.”

Robby groaned before pulling the curtain separating the bed from the main part of the ER closed and leaving you behind it