Alonariel looked up from her conversation with Brinn, vaguely recognizing the man who had spoken as the student teacher, Boro.
She'd actually been having a quite interesting discussion about the differences between treating adults and children when it came to emergency room injuries: kids liked to bite, kick, scream and scratch the person attending them. The adults simply glared daggers at you. Teenagers were another story entirely.
Taking another gulp of the drink in her hand, Alonariel wondered if Borowas going to faint from the attention he'd just garnered.
Maybe I should've worn my scrubs, she thought.
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