whyryoutalking (whyryoutalking) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-02-18 03:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-04 |
I've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth
Who: Tony and Serena
Where: Their apartment
When: about 9:30am
Tony came into the front room of the apartment, dropping his bag and stethoscope on the floor with a disgusted noise, and more or less diving into the nearest armchair. He sighed heavily and pulled his shoes off, dumping them on the floor, then his socks. He was in blue scrubs, even though he usually wore black. The blue was unfortunate, because there was a spray of blood across his chest.
"Serena? You up?" he called, loud enough she could hear but not loud enough to wake his roommate if she was still sleeping. He struggled out of the scrub shirt, leaving him in a gray wifebeater, letting the shirt be balled up in his lap. He sighed, looking down at his tank top to see if any blood had seeped through. Maybe a few drops, but that was why he didn't wear nice clothes for clinicals. Especially night shift clinicals.