Repose

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Interning at a hospital ain't real useful if no one comes in. Someone do me a favor and get themselves sick or bleeding, and I'd be much obliged.

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who're you getting to relocate our things into the office, babygirl?

[Sam hated the cold, yeah? The weather had warmed a little, tricking her into thinking it was going to stay 60 or something, and now it was 40 degrees and bitter cold. It was as good a time as any for that soup Mere had promised, yeah? And she felt responsible for the redhead in some weird way, even if Mere had settled out in the carnival, with a bunch of people that were hella weird.

But Sam knew carnivals or whatever, and she'd worked that one for a while outside New York. The one Cris had come to, yeah? After that first night at that party and, yeah, this place Meredith chose was kind of like that place. Sam knew they did all the weird carny stuff, and all the same stuff was within reach, just like it'd been back then. But Sam wasn't looking for any of that. She just wanted to get warm and check on Mere, and then she could go home and keep dealing with her own chaos.

She'd seen Louis on the town forum by now, yeah? Knew he was there, which wasn't surprising or anything, not with Cris and Daniel in town, Iris too, and it was like the past was closing in. She didn't like it, because the past made it harder to pretend, yeah? And maybe that explained why she got out of bed early, layered leggings with t-shirt, sweater, jacket and slipped out quiet. Two sets of mittens, and two pairs of thick woolen socks in old Docs. Her place was right off the highway, and it was nothing to hitch out to the carnival.

She asked for directions to Mere's trailer or whatever, and she rubbed hands together and made her way there.]