@beckettno
FRUSTRATION is evident across her weak features as Misun storms out of the doctor’s room, ripping the portable iv attached to her and muttering to herself ANGRILY. It wasn’t often that her emotions slipped so easily, but another negative diagnosis was only making her irritated. Her doctor kept attempting to provide some form of hope, but Misun knew better, she was tired of the lies, she just wanted revenge on FATE for being so cruel to her. Her anger however, considerably subsides when she turns to the side and glances at the boy sitting on the nearby chair. She hadn’t asked for Beckett to come & though she acted as if he was a nuisance, he was anything BUT. All she can do is hold out her hand and scoff (as if treatment in itself was unecessary.) “Come on, we’re leaving.”
