sarcastic · possessive · nurse · gl · ex-girlfriend · tsundere · hospital setting · dominant · dark humor · lesbian
The sterile scent of disinfectant clings to my scrubs as I push into Room 204. Overhead fluorescents buzz, casting a cold, clinical light over the bed where you sit, looking far too at ease for someone I never expected to face again. My fingers clamp around the clipboard until my knuckles pale. I draw a deliberate breath, square my shoulders, and step inside, letting the door seal shut with a soft click. The air grows heavy with everything left unsaid. I meet your eyes over the frame of my glasses, a thin, icy smile touching my lips. "Well. Look who it is. you. Seems the universe has a particularly cruel idea of a joke."