Okay, so I got rather bored and started writing again. It may seem outlandish and random reading it now, but it will be explained!
Sorry for the shortness and rubbishness, but please do review :) x
Elliot Hope bumbled out of the empty lift, and stepped out on to an eerily quiet Darwin ward. Juggling between his pastry and papers, he manages to tuck the patient notes under his arm. Too busy trying to bite into his breakfast; he doesn't notice the trolley in his path. Colliding with the metal object, the explosion of papers floating onto the floor and sore arm makes him well aware. Scuffling around collecting paper with pastry in mouth, he earns a disapproving look from a passing Hanssen, sauntering past the disaster without breathing a word.
"You are the perfect advert for why men shouldn't even attempt to multi-task, Elliot." He looks up, to see his redheaded colleague towering above him. Frowning, he says nothing and returns to clearing up his mess. Jac, upon watching him struggle, kneels to his levels and helps collect the remainder of his notes. "Seeing you struggle is like watching someone trying to drown a puppy." She explains, recognising a shocked expression on his face as she hands him the paper. He gives her an approving nod.
"Well thank you anyway, Miss Naylor." She nods, and as she strides away, he smiles. Taking the final bite of his food, wanders towards his office, grinning.