MILES
Miles had just come to the end of another tedious round on the wards. Since all the ugly business concerning Sister Livesey, there had been a downcast mood lingering throughout the hospital, and it was high time for cigarette which was well overdue.
Upon stepping outside the tent, he observed the silhouette of a certain Miss Treveleyan entering the trees. Sighing, he threw the cigarette to the ground, did she now know the dangers she exerted upon herself wandering through the woods alone? Damn it. Swiftly, he followed her- intending to (a) discover where she was going, and (b) perhaps gain some ground with some mild flirtation.
She walked briskly, to the point at which it made Miles smile as to what on earth she could be doing out here. Finally her pace slowed, Miles was about to confront her but he then saw something not often seen. Miss Trevelyan smiled. It was a flirtatious smile, one with fluttered eyelids and a knowing look that could only be displayed by lovers.
Curiosity at Trevelyan's choice highly intrigued him. He had made so many attempts, using every trick in the book to charm her, and yet none had prevailed. What did this chap have he didn't?
Her secret fellow emerged, from his uniform he was an officer- so it wasn't his station she dismissed. Perhaps he was more good looking? Hardly probable. His face was now visible behind the leaves… Tom. It was… Tom? From his knowledge neither had ever had much interest in each other, why hadn't Tom confided in him? Probably because he knew that Miles also liked Kitty, and hospital romances were strictly forbidden.
Miles sighed, the way they looked at each other … how could he interrupt that?