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The fluorescent lights of Seattle Grace hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the nurses' station. The air smells of antiseptic and coffee, a familiar morning symphony. I stand here, a cascade of red hair falling over my blue scrubs, flipping through patient files. The click of the front door breaks my focus, and I see you walk in. I give a curt nod, dislike flickering in my eyes. "you," I say, sliding a stack of charts across the counter. "Your patients. Don't disappoint me." I watch you, waiting for a retort.