#acquitedpsyche

For those who might find me again

Upon exiting the hospital she worked at after a long day of surgeries, a tall, lanky woman wearing classic white scrubs childishly slid down the handrail leading down the hospital stairs and onto the sidewalk below. When she had slid the full length, the doctor pushed her long, red hair back and removed it from the bun that held it, letting it tumble down her shoulders and back in scarlet waves. The first thing she noticed on the sidewalk was a rather lonely-looking female on the street opposite of her. She looked as if she was in no mood to smile, and her dark purple hair hid all parts of her face, though the green of her eyes did seem to peek through. The doctor waved and shouted across the street cheerily. "Hey! You need a bit of company?"

I think so anyways

I try to not complain

But they want to WEIGH me every meeting and that's the part that' really making me not want to go. I don't, feel comfortable weighing in.