I Don't Mind Working... *Open*

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Jordan rolled out of bed when his alarm began beeping at him every other second. He slapped the snooze button and rubbed his eyes. It was freeing outside, so he was glad he wore socks to bed because the wooden flooring was ice cold. He got up, ate breakfast, watched a little TV, brushed his teeth and flipped his hair, trying to straighten it out of his eye, put his scrubs on, got his jacket and shoes on as well, picked up his keys and was out of the door. He walked down the hallway, saying hi to his neighbor and waited for the elevator.

Once Jordan grabbed a cab and headed back to Wigmore, he walked to the Hospital wing, where he worked part time at. He got out of the cab, paid the driver, and walked into the starch white building where the cold air hit his skin as he walked into the building and said hello to passing nurses and doctors and surgeons. He flipped his hair out of his eyes and ran a couple of fingers through it, and pushed the door open to to the secritarys desk was. He sat down in the comfy rolling chair and got his files out rummaging throught it, finding peoples appontments who was due today and waiting for his name to be called. He was a secritary and an actual nurse, so he was waiting for something interesting to happen or show up.

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[/b] she muttered, snatching up a towel and wrapping her bleeding hand in it, leaving the handle of the knife exposed as though the knife was stabbing into the towel instead. Muttering, she went out and calmly towards the hospital wing. Trust her to get into shit like this. Who the hell would manage to stab their own hand anyway? She walked into the hospital wing as though she got stabbed in the hand everyday and this was nothing new to her and everyone. Ignoring the stares that she got, she smiled blankly and lifted up the bloody towel which was also her hand.

"The towel was white just now." she remarked dryly. "I need a new one."


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Jordan was still filtering through files when he heard a girl approach, he didn't look at her but through his peripheral vision could see the almost dripping towel of blood. He flipped his hair out of his face, rolled his chair backwards, reaching for the phone, Can I get a doctor up here stat, we have a mass cut, might need stiches please.. he spoke quietly into the speaker. His cool breath blew off of it and hit his face. He put the phone back on the reciever and got up out of his chair. He went in the back to where the medical supplies where kept and their prescriptions. He drew out some gauges, two rubber gloves, and some paper towels.

Jordan pushed through the door and walked up to the girl, putting on his rubber gloves, unwrapping the soaking cloth from her hand and looing at the knife stuck out in her hand, Ma'am is it okay if I pull it out ma'am? he asked politely but starchly still not meeting her eyes. He had not once looked at her in the eyes, and he could care less. He just wanted to help her and asking her if he could pull it out, and not have her have a fit. He stood there, sort of hunched over holding a paper towel under her hand to catch the dripping liquid. Jordan wished she could hurry up with her answer.

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Those words uttered by the secretary was enough to make Ebony scream with laughter. It was hilarious to her, as though the guy was afraid of her and the bloody mess that was her hand right now. Her mouth twitched with amusement as she watched him get up and grab a few medical supplies. While he did, she spun injured hand round and round like a top, allowing a few drops of blood to splatter everywhere, feeling slightly entertained. She glanced around the hospital wing restlessly, watching doctors and nurses bustle up and down, tending to appointments and patients. It was very tempting not to trip them just for the sake of entertainment and Ebony already felt like doing so.

She watched without interest as the boy returned and unwrapped the bloody cloth. All the white seemed to have been swallowed by the sea of crimson that was her blood. Ebony eyed him carefully, only to be met with his eyes dodging her gray ones quickly when she tried to catch it. He wasn't bad looking, she noted. If he could get rid of the emo hairstyle and come out of his shell a little, perhaps entertain her too, he would be fine in her books. Or not. Snorting inwardly, she replied to his request in an apathetic tone. "Sure, you can pull it out. You can keep the towel too if you like."

ooc: You gotta work on your spelling there mate. :3 Just telling.

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( sooo sorry this laptop doesn't have spelling error corrections and I'm usually flying through it, so my mum won't catch me 3: )

Jordan heard her answer and gripped the knife, slicing it out of her raw hand. He placed the bloody knofe into the now bloody towel and placed it on some more paper towels. He took the new paper towels and handed them to her, Can you go wash off in the bathroom and wrap them in new bandages and wait until Dr. Scott comes out.. he spoke blinking a couple of times, standing up straight. He was a bit taller than her, he had dark auburn hair and she had light chocolate colored hair with foggy grey eyes. He had bright blue eyes. But they were usually dull and clouded with tiredness and his mind racing with work, or his brother. He pushed open the door with his back and pulled off his gloves, with a lot of maroon on them. She was bleeding a lot, but not too much where they had to give her a drip.

After Jordan washed off his own hands, put Germ-X ,or sanitizer, on, and flipped his hair out of his face once again he waited for the girl to follow instructions and he spotted blood on the wall. What an ignorant little lady... he thought as he rolle dhis eyes and got a spray bottle of Clorox and a folded paper towel. He saw she got it in other places as well, How daft can a person be?.. he thought getting down in a squat to scrub the wall getting some blood off. Jordan in his purple scrubs, was not pleased for his first day back to work and having to deal with an immature girl/lady. He would never tll her though, he still wanted to keep his job and she looked like the 'mess with me and get hurt' kinda people so he dare not speak. When he was done, he got up threw those paper towels away and put the Clorox bottle back in its place. He sat back behind the glass window and took some calls, wrote down notes, and answered questions of franctic people who had done something wrong, and were in fear of anything horrid happening to them or their children. He ran fingers through his hair and sighed, Today's gonna be a long day.. he thougth as he wrote down some people's appointment dates.

[ebony]

[/b] she swore loudly when he pulled out the knife. It hurt like hell and she gripped the counter with her other hand for support, afraid of falling over. She gave a wooden nod in reply to his instructions and took the fresh paper towels, pressing them to the wound. In a few minutes, the towels were covered in red. While the nurse of secretary; she couldn't fucking tell which, wandered away to scrub his own hands, Ebony walked over, took a few bandages from the counter and shuffled away towards the bathroom, trying not to splatter anymore of the pretty white marble floor with blood. "I'll be damned." she muttered, pushing the door open with her shoulder.

She stared at herself in the mirror, noticing how pale she looked due to the blood loss. Turning her gray gaze to herself away, she switched on the tap and soaked her hand through the running water, closing her eyes when the wound stung. The girl only opened them again when the water going down the hole turned a bright pink rather than the crimson red that she had seen just now. She switched off the water, dried her hand and wrapped it up in the bandages she had taken just now before going out again. The first thing that she noticed was the boy cleaning up her mess of her splattering blood everywhere just now.

Ebony leaned against the counter, watching him silently, slight amusement in her eyes. "Sorry about that." she said when he was finished and going back to work and then added when he was back to his post. "Thanks." Ebony said after a long pause. "I'm Ebs."





ooc: No worries.



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