Misty watched you as you clocked into work.

'Late again' She thought, her eyes trained on you.

Misty was more than a little weird. Ever since you finished nursing school and was now working under her, Misty herself felt like she had to take on a protective role of you.

Maybe the poor girl just wants a friend, but you don't know, until lunch where she corners you in the break room.

"Would you like to come for dinner sometime? My treat for my favourite nurse in training." She smirked.