`BREAKING DOWN.

[Rachelle Hamilton]

WE'VE NEVER BEEN INTO HONESTY
but promise me you'll let me know ,
WHEN YOU'RE LYING. SHE WANTS TO BE AN EAGLE AND WHENS SHE'S
HIGH SHE CAN FLY NO MATTER WHAT SHE WAS TRYING.

It had been a long day. And when Rachelle described her day as long, then it was usually long; and probably tiring. But that didn't stop the young twenty-one year old from loving every moment of her job, even if that meant sleeping and eating a healthy diet went flying straight out the window. Lately, Rachelle had been working eighteen hour days, sometimes twenty, but that never stopped Rachelle from having a bright and cheery smile on her face when everyone else in the hospital was frowning. She now practically lived at the hospital and found herself on call twenty-four seven. She never thought being a nurse would be so tiring, and yet rewording at the same time, even if that meant all of her patients hated her and her fellow staff members who were trying to get them better. Surprisingly, she found it inspiring; the more the patients resisted her and the doctors, the more she felt she needed to help the them.

Today, had been no different from any other day at Lucid Manor, expect last night she had slept in her own bed, and actually looked like a decent human being, verses sleeping in the library for a few hours and getting back to work. But somehow Rachelle had found herself wondering back inside the library around three in the afternoon with a cup of black coffee in a styrofoam cup. The patient that was in charge of the library's up keeping made a rude comment when Rachelle walked by, something by the lines of: "oh shes back again. doesn't that blonde bimbo have something else to do other than spy on us?" Rachelle did nothing, but smile at him as she walked by, ignoring his faulty assessment of her. She wanted nothing more but to sit down and relax during her thirty minute break which usually ended short by twenty minutes.

So, she made her way to the back left corner of the library where five blue armchairs were, and Rachelle picked one that she was most familiar with. It was the one she often found herself snoozing on when she didn't have time to go home and sleep between her shifts. She didn't mind though, the chairs were surprisingly comfy, and Rachelle didn't need much to please her. She set her full cup of coffee on a small table that sat next to her chair so she wouldn't spill it, and for the first time she looked around the library. It wasn't as busy as it usually was, which surprised her. The library was almost always busy. It was a large place where patients could hide away until they had to be hunted down for doctor meetings or medication rounds. To Rachelle it was a quiet oasis where she could just sit back and relax and not think about how utterly exhausted she was. She shut her eyes gently, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

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tagged: Tabz with Nathanial Lloyd
credits: lyrics; nick jonas & the administration layout; me (:
outfit: blue scrubs.
notes: little rusty with humans (:

[TABZ ?!]

It was quiet today, the screamers seemed to be doped up, the violent ones seemed to be locked in there rooms. It was down right peaceful within these walls for once and he was grateful for it. Nathanial strode out of one of the doctor's offices, a one on one session had ended leaving him feeling agitated, he hated being picked at and probed mentally, it caused his anxiety to spike and the horrors he had to deal with at war resurface causing him to fall into a full blown PTSD attack that left him clueless to reality but instead trapped within his past that he wished he could just forget. so far he seemed good though, he hadn't slipped within the office into these delusions, and hopefully he wouldn't today. he hated the feeling after, the feeling of such trauma and devastation along with fear trickling within veins as bursts of adrenaline naturally doped up his brain and senses. Not fun.

Hands rubbed idly on blue jeans as he walked, gaze flicking over faces and nodding to those he knew, just trying to stay in the now. Keep thinking, just keep your mind busy. He thought to himself as legs carried him unconsciously through the halls, he had no need to be any where now and there was really nothing to do. Outside had grown boring as the heat penetrated every surface while the rec room was filled with puzzles missing pieces and games tattered beyond belief. Such a high class place while patients were given shit to do. Too much money was placed within treatments and drugs, while some just needed to recoup like himself.

Finally he seemed to snap back into himself instead of mindlessly wandering and found himself in the library, he peeked within the door and found it pretty much empty causing him to drift in, nodding to the librarian before stalking towards endless censored shelves. He flicked over a few titles but had no real drive to absorb himself in a book, it had to be something you were in the mood to do and today just was not it. Not to mention most of the books littering the shelves were horrible and not even worth touching. very few hidden treasures were buried within spined depths.

He slid into the back of shelves meandering towards the back corner where a nook was hidden away, and to his surprise he saw a blond head and body clothed in scrubs curled up within one of the chair's embrace. He smiled lightly to himself, the nurses here were always on the go and working crazy hours, it didn't surprise him some took refuge here when they could let alone to rest their eyes. Silently he crept over and collapsed into on of the cushioned comforts while watching her. She was a pretty little thing and he guessed she was one of those that didn't mean harm.

"I'd be careful napping in here, some of the patients tend to prank those that do."

he said softly, library voice intact while still loud enough that she could hear him. He hated to wake her but he knew some patients would love to screw with a sleeping nurse who was oblivious to their presence. He had heard the stories of torment that went down and it was sad, most nurses didn't deserve such hostility, they were just working from pay check to paycheck to make a living. Nothing more.

words--- lol dont check
tags--- Rach <3
notes---its iffy, sorry
lyrics--- Lady Gaga's The Edge of Glory
credit--- Credit to Dollie

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