Disclaimer: usual thing applies, if I owned Luka Kovac would I be sitting here right now?
Frank sat at admit eating one of the many bagels and doughnuts that he would consume during his shift while occasionally answering the ever persistent ringing of the telephone. The ambulance bay doors opened to reveal a drenched and slightly shivering Dr. Luka Kovac. As he entered the ER he headed straight to the lounge, but was interrupted by the booming voice of Frank as he announced to the world that;
"You know, they make these things called cars here in America so that you don't get wet…neat huh?"
Luka, not having the time nor energy to get into a dispute with Frank that, yes he did know what a car was for, he just walked into the lounge to put his things into his locker.
Once inside the lounge, Luka found it to be empty and decided that he would try and get a cup of coffee and change into scrubs before he had to go out and face the world he hung his coat up and was in the middle of pouring himself a cup of lukewarm coffee when John Carter walked in. John was one of the few, friends (if he could really be considered that) that Luka had made during his few weeks working in Cook County General Hospital.
"Hey, you just in?" Carter asked while retrieving something from his locker.
"Yeah, just gotta change into scrubs before I go out into that madness"
"I know what you mean, I'll see ya later"
"Yeah", with that Luka lifted a fresh scrub top, his trousers not that soaked, and changed quickly before leaving the lounge to start his new shift.
Hey I know this is kinda short but hey, I'm new.
So tell me what you think and I promise that the second chapter will be done this weekend and will be longer.
Love MEXXX