by MillietheWarrior » 09/11/2016 11:08 PM
Sam made a shushing motion; Eugene was only some little ways away, still watching her, though he was fairly preoccupied with a patient at the moment. She knew he was sneaking glances her way, and she was torn between confronting him about it, or throwing herself at him. “Oh my God, Frannie,” Sam hissed. “Okay, so this morning, I had the weirdest exchange with the new guy—Eugene Roe. He just kinda weirded out; we introduced ourselves to one another, and he kinda spazzed.”
“Spazzed how?” Frannie asked, raising one delicate brow.
“Um, like, he froze, and then he said the same thing he first said to me over again, like some sort of weird robot. And he shook my hand for an uncomfortable amount of time. Like…really uncomfortable. And he’s been staring at me ever since; he keeps making excuses to talk to me, or touch my hand, or hand me things, or…or to be in the same patient room as me. Now don’t get me wrong; the boy is hotter than hades in that uniform, but he’s starting to freak me out.”
I love adventurous tales like that. That uplifting feeling that comes from seeing unknown lands and the knowledge that you came across—nothing can replace it! It opens a path from which self-confidence, experience, and important friendships—from the sharing of life or death situations—are born! But hearing it just isn’t the same. I want to create my own magnificent story!
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