Many hours had passed by, by now. Evy had already returned to the room by now, and is now reading her favorite book. She puts down the book, and looks around the room. Her eyes land on the doctors computer, a childish grin appears on her face. She walks over to the open computer, adds a tab and plays one of her favorite childhood games, Bloxer's. After she finished the thirtieth level and exited out of it. The nurse walks in, and asks her if she wanted something to eat.
"Sure, what do you have?"
"Just about anything healthy. We have an excellent chef."
"How about spaghetti?"
"Alright, one plate of spaghetti coming up."
The nurse looks up and smiles, and walks out the door. Hearing the outside of the world makes her face light up, maybe she'll be able to eat outside of the room. Her hopes are soon dashed when, not too long after the nurse left, she walks in with a plate of steaming spaghetti. She looks up at the nurse.
"Can I eat out in the cafeteria?" The nurse looks up, and shakes her head.
"I'm sorry but you can't leave the room Doctors orders."
"Wait, before you leave what's your name?" The nurse looks down at her in confusion.
"Tina, why?"
"Well it looks like you'll be the only one I can talk to, for a while now." The nurse nods her head, now understanding. She turns to walk out the door, but before she leaves she turns around and smiles.
"I'll see you later."
"See ya!" The nurse leaves and closes the door behind her. Evy, Starts to eat her ordered meal. She puts the plate down by the side of the bed, and turns on her side, curling up. This routine continues for the next three months with absolutely no sign of the doctor. Over time her once cheerful mood dissolved into one of loneliness, and sadness. The nurse comes in with a plate full of her favorite food to find Evy crying in the corner. Tina quickly sets the tray down and walks over to her.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" She looks over at Tina, with fresh tears in her eyes.
"Nobody cares if I'm here or not so why don't I just leave? It's been 3 months since I've seen the doctor! I'm SO done, just let me out of here, to die!" She reaches over to hug the nurse who is almost at the point of crying herself, seeing what was once a bubbly girl, now being reduced by her own thoughts to almost nothing. The nurse makes her sit on her bed. Once she sits down the nurse sits down next to her.
"We're doing everything we can to make you better, so please. Don't give up on us, yet. I'll have to have a doctor come back in to see you." The woman looks to her, with red eyes, and a long distrustful gaze.
"I won't." The nurse smiles back at her. they both give each other a hug. The nurse gets up to leave, but soon stops feeling something in her pocket.She reaches into her pocket and pulls out said thing,
"Oh, I wanted to give you this." Evy looks up at the nurse, as soon as she sees what was in her hand she squeals with glee. She takes the object out of the nurses hand, and places it next to her on the table. she looks back over to the nurse.
"Where did you find it?" a mischievous grin forms on the nurses face.
"I have my ways."
"Thank you!!"
"Your welcome." The nurse walks out and closes the door behind her.
Evy looks back at the object. It's been something she had wanted for a long time. She grabs the fox plushie from the table and cuddles it close to her chest. She closes her eyes trying to catch some sleep, but it keeps flying through her fingers no matter how much she closes her hands around it. Giving up she stands up and walks over to her backpack, where she had put her sleeping medication. Once she found the pill bottle she walked back over to the bed, and just before she popped off the top. The door opens to reveal a very tired looking Dr. Tatsuo.
"What are you doing?" He questions in a very monotone voice.
"Taking my prescribed sleeping medication, to hopefully catch some sleep." She sits down on her bed, and looks up to the man in white. He reaches his hand over and takes the bottle out of her hands, looks at it, and throws into the chemicals trash can.
"WHAT THE HELL?!?! I NEED those to SLEEP!" She runs over to the trash to dig out the pill bottle, but she is stopped by a hand on her chest, holding her back. She looks back up to the owner of the hand with a look of anger.
"You better have a replacement by tomorrow, or I'm checking out myself." She moves back onto the bed and sits down, she reaches over to the stand and grabs her book, and begins to read.
"I've come here to ask you some questions."
No response.
"How long have you had problems sleeping?"
No response.
"I need you to answer the question-"
"Ever since I was ten." She cuts him off. It catches him off guard but he quickly pulls a straight face. He looks down at the clipboard in his hands, a look of confusion crosses his face.
"When did you start taking that medication?"
"At the age of twelve. Why do you ask? Could the prescription be what's causing this?"
"It could be." He looks down to his notes and records and sees how they line up almost perfectly, the key word 'almost'. He looks over to the desk to see the emergency inhaler. He looks on the inside of the prescription to find 'Albuterol'. He looks back down to her.
"How long have you been taking this?"
"Ever since I could. I was born with asthma, after all." A look of confusion, quickly changes to a look of seriousness. He looks up to the woman.
"I heard you wanted to see me?" Thrown off by the question, she freezes. but quickly smiles.
"Yes, I did. I wanted to get to know you better." She shifts around so that she is facing him. with a childish smile on her face.
"Why would you want to know me? you may be leaving tomorrow." He looks at her with a bored expression. Most people at this point would give up trying to talk to him. So the reply he receives throws him for a loop, so to speak. She looks up at him.
"Why not?" He gives her a confused look.
"What do I have something on my face?"
"No. So how do you plan to complete this task?" The confused look turns into a playful smirk. She grabs her face in contemplation, a grin soon crawls onto her face.
"Let's play twenty questions!"
"Really?"
"What? I don't know a lot of ice-breaker games!" She huffs in annoyance. He moves back to sit on the rolling chair.
"What's your first question?"
"What's your favorite color?
"Black." He replies monotonously
"What's your favorite...song?"
"I don't have one."
"Really? Even when you were younger?" She asks with a shocked look on her face.
"Nope, I've either worked or studied, and that was it." He states with a shrug.
"Any friends?"
"One, a martial artist by the name of Bepo."
"He sounds fun, does he teach you anything?"
"What do you mean?" He asks with a confused face.
"Martial arts wise."
"Oh, no. I have no need to know any of that."
"Why not? I think it would be cool." She asks, while doing some makeshift karate moves. Earning chuckle out of the Doctor.
"Well as I said before, I have no real need for it." He shifts, putting his leg on top of his other leg.
"Okay, next question. What's your favorite book?"
"The current book I'm reading now is 'Sun Tzu's: Art of War'." She looks at him with a confused face.
"Do you want to start a war or something?"
"Maybe." She busts out laughing at this. She falls onto the back of the bed clutching her sides.
"You? Starting a war!" After a minute of laughing, she recovers.
"Who would the war be against? He smiles already knowing a good comeback.
"The insurance companies."
"I totally agree with that. They need to be taken down."
"OH, I got a good one! What's your favorite film?"
"'Hero' from Jet Li."
"That is a good one, though if I had to pick an old style Japanese film. It would be 'Flying Tiger Hidden Dragon'. I just love the style."
"It was really funny when Kanna first started to bake with me. She almost
burnt down the kitchen! Thank goodness I was the-" The alarm clock rings signifying it was already time to start the next shift. She looks over to the doctor.
"Oh jeez, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to take your time. I just got so lost in the conversation. Please don't be mad at me!"
"Why would I be mad at you?"
"I took up all your time."
"I wouldn't say this was time wasted. I had fun." She looks up at him and smiles.
"Thank you for not being mad at me." He stands up and cracks his back, and knuckles.
"That can't be good for you." He looks back with a grin.
"What are you going to start mothering me now?"
"What? No. I'm just saying-" He reaches over and pats her on the head.
"I know what you were trying to say. And yeah I know, just because I'm a doctor doesn't mean I have to be super healthy."
"True, well I hope you have a good rest of your day, doctor."
"Trafy."
"What?"
"My name Is Trafy."
"There is no way I'm going to remember that so I'm gonna call you...Taffy."
"Really? Taffy?" He looks at her with an incredulous look.
"Yeah, cause you remind me of Taffy."
"No, I refuse."
"I'm totally going to call you that now."
"I'm probably not going to be able to see you tomorrow, but I'll try to swing by."
"Alright, see ya later Taffy." She states with a childish grin. He grumbles something before closing the door. She laughs out loud that breaks the silence that seeped into the room.