thirty-four.
[Nephthys was not used to this yet she adapted. But it hadn't been the patients that gave her as much grief as the other nurses (obviously not Mona or Wadjet). There was one in particular a woman who watched her almost too closely. It didn't help that she found the other woman's hands to be as cold as ice and that she tended to grab Nephthys' arm in a cruel, hard grip when she wanted something from her.
Earlier that day, Nephthys had narrowing avoided being shoved against a railing she knew to be loose. The fall over it would have meant the end of her life from the fall. There had been no apology but just a dissatisfied glare from the other woman as she stormed off.]
[Filter: Igraine & Wadjet]
Please be careful.
[Filter: Egyptians]
Is everyone doing well? I'm sorry I couldn't check in earlier.