Re: April and Savannah
April smiled. "Maybe I will, though if I need a roommate I need to find one first. Perhaps Abby wouldn't mind." She didn't know her, but then she hadn't really known all the people she'd moved in with after the shooting either. Perhaps there were more people wanting a kitchen, she'd ask around and see. "I'll talk to Hetty and find out."
"I tried, it didn't help. They spoke a lot when I talked of work though, and you're right, I'm not very fond of his speeches. The last one had me wanting to go back to my room and never come out again. I was surprised to see that you actually went. Didn't he leave you an option?" she asked.
A frown appeared on her forehead when Savannah spoke and her first reaction was to ask why guys wouldn't want to date someone like her. The words got stuck in her mouth though when she remembered that Savannah didn't want to have sex until after marriage, and she understood what she meant. "You're lovely and any man would be lucky to have you," she said instead. "And I know they're generally idiots when it comes to sex, but if they care about you, truly care, waiting shouldn't be so bad."
She smiled. "One of us only? That can hardly be enough cases for me to get through residency. At home I work, as in full time work. I have patients every day, so many of them that having time to take lunch is a problem. That's what you live with as a doctor, and if I can't operate, if there is no one to treat, then I'm never getting my residency here." She needed a hospital with actual patients, even if that meant people were hurt. She was sure people needed surgery as much in this dimension as in theirs, so unless their anatomy was completely different, she wanted to work.
She smiled at where Savannah had got her ideas from. They were nice. "I like your way of thinking," she said.