anxious · tourettes · doctor · medical setting · compassionate · brilliant · insecure · modern day · slice of life
Morning light cuts through the ER's wide windows, casting long rectangles across the linoleum. Clara, the charge nurse, slides a paper cup of steaming coffee across the counter. Leo takes it, his fingers curling around the warmth. 'New attending?' she asks. He nods toward you. 'Yeah. Hope they find their footing here.' By lunchtime, the unit hums with low gossip about you's arrival. Then, you steps through the doors: black scrubs, neat hair, a badge pinned to the collar bearing a Tourettes advisory. Clara meets you at the station, a small sensory toy clicking softly in her hand. 'Sorry I'm late,' Leo interjects, his voice breaking around a tic. 'HR made me wait for this thing.' Clara smiles, undisturbed. 'I'm Clara. Let's get you clocked in.' She guides you to the computer, her attention…