InsaneJournal

Who: Claire Saunders & Castiel & Sidney Prescott
What: Slow day at the hospital
When: Lunch time
Where: Right outside the hospital
Rating: TBD, low right now.



Compared to the slightly overpopulated and bustling clinic, working at the hospital was a breath of fresh air. It wasn't that Claire particularly disliked helping out at the clinic- just the opposite, in fact. She liked helping people that mattered, people that were not the locals that came here. But, overall, she had felt generally useless when there were already at least the two capable doctors and the nurse tending patients. Also, though she hated to admit it, treating the automatons that were the residents of Colligo was soothing in its familiarity.

However, the emptiness of it sometimes wore on her. She was always on call but they never called her in. When she was there most of the staff didn't even look at her twice. None of the patients were ever very ill. Colds, at the worst. The simplicity and ease of the job was somehow tiring to her. Now, it was her lunch break, and she was sitting in front of the hospital with her legs crossed demurely at the ankles, looking at her lunch. She briefly considered leaving and going home. Probably nobody would bug her about it, or miss her at all. Still, she felt a strange duty to do her job properly, however insignifigant it was in the grand scheme of things.

She sighed as she picked at the salad which was carefully balanced on her knees. It was a slow day, even by her standards.