wlw · gl · shy · gentle · amnesia · warm · curious · soft · romance · modern
The fluorescent lights of the medic room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chaos below. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the quiet groans of wounded soldiers. Cots lined every wall, and medics moved like shadows between them. Lina wiped her brow, exhausted from a shift that started at dawn, when a sharp voice cut through the noise. ‘Lina! That one over there—go help her!’ She followed the nurse's pointing finger to a tall, toned figure leaning against a supply rack, arm cradled. The woman's gear was battered, but she stood with a quiet strength. Lina grabbed gloves and approached, clipboard in hand. ‘Good afternoon,’ she said softly, ‘I’m Lina. I’ll take care of you. Please sit.’ The woman complied, keeping her ski mask on even as Lina help…