⚘ ㅤinfirmary。

@♥ jungeun k。 (You did fine lovely. I just hope mine was okay ^^)

@♥ jungeun k。 Mary bit back a scream as she resisted the urge to grasp her bicep. It had gotten worse. Time and time again she had told herself she'd let it breathe once she was done with her shift. And time and time again she shrouded it from others with gauze and anything else she could fine. She didn't need their sympathy. Bakers got burned all the time but she wasn't going to let herself sink to that level. Getting herself hurt was a weakness and weakness meant people wouldn't be taking her seriously. She couldn't afford that. Her time and determination to rebuild that bakery from the ground up fueled her pride. That same pride was the very reason why she couldn't show any weakness to her customers nor her employees. She just couldn't.

Running her free hand through her two-toned tresses, she brushed her hair away from her sweating visage, her body feeling as though it were entirely too warm. Hurrying through the large facility, she swiftly made her way to the infirmary. She could've visited a doctor outside of the place, sure, but they would've known she was different. And the last thing she needed was some crazy doctor going ape while she was sitting in their office in excruciating pain. Before a nurse could say anything upon her entrance, she started to speak instead, gritting her teeth in hopes of easing the pain in her arm. "It's a cooking burn caused by hot metal. I bumped some hot cookie sheets while I was baking at my work. The blisters burst and I'm in a lot of goddamn pain so get me in to someone who can take care of this."

Mary was then guided into one of the many patient rooms and told to wait patiently for the doctor on staff. Rolling her eyes in mild annoyance, she sat down on the long bed within the room. "Whatever." She muttered, crossing her legs beneath her and clasping her hands together, squeezing when the pain in her arm would spike. Her deep brown eyes shifted their gaze around the room until she heard the door open and found herself bombarded with questions. "Cooking burns that developed blisters. I was negligent with them because I needed to keep working and they ended up bursting. I'm in a lot of pain and I'm fighting a fever. The. ing. End. Just fix this so I can go home, little doctor."

@♥ mary c。 [] hopefully this doesnt - i improvised a little but yes.

jungeun was called into the facility's infirmary without much information. most days, she didnt bother coming in. everyone had some level of ability of keeping themselves from getting harmed, but every once in a while there was something that just couldnt be helped. jungeun didnt care most of the time. if someone was injured, was it really her problem? it shouldnt be, but of course her field of study /made/ it her problem. she had to attend to the sick, the needy, the pained. she was no clinical doctor, and often she didnt even hand out medication. but she was a nurse through some of the world's toughest times, and she had seen some of the worst things in her time. she wasnt old, by any means, but she wasnt young. unless you counted over a hundred years as young, but then you'd have to be hundreds of years old.

with one hand she adjusted her lab coat, squirted some hand sanitizer on her hand, and the other hand sweeping pas to grab the clipboard of information from the nurse's aid without a single word. glancing over the words as she made her way down the hall to the room where the patient was, jungeun tsked softly and shook her head. of course, its all the same stuff. injuries that are ignored, that get out of hand, that need more medical attention than would have been necessary if it had just been taken care of. she didnt used to think like this, no. once upon a time, jungeun was empathetic. she was able to function like a normal person of society. but the times changed, and she did too. no one could say if either was for the better.

stepping into the room, she didnt even miss a beat. each day was monotonous, boring even, and all the same things always happened. the usual debriefing as she flipped through endless sheets of paper of diagnoses, habits, and updates. finally drawing her gaze up, jungeun looked up at the patient, a girl she had seen around but never bothered approaching. she didnt bother with anyone, and she never wanted to. what was the point, anyway? she had herself, she didnt need anyone else. "so what are you here for? what did you leave so long that it got bad enough to come here for?" it was clear she was unimpressed, bored, and not entirely even wanting to be there.

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