Chapter 1 -
Zosia was standing in the Keller staffroom, thinking over the morning she'd already had. She had got little sleep last night, due to all the thoughts going round her head. Everything else had somehow escaped her. (Including setting her alarm, causing her to be late this morning.) Suddenly she was brought back to real time by the sound of the door opening when Dom walked in. "Hey Zosh!" He shouted as he turned over the calendar pinned to the wall.
Today was April 1st, the one year anniversary since Zosia's mother died. She walked over to the table and sat down with her chin in her hands, Dom followed. "What's up?" He asked as he sat down opposite. Zosia sighted and looked over to the calendar. "Oh of course! Its been a year now hasn't it? Zosia I'm so sorry I didn't realise earlier!" Dom exclaimed but Zosia had already stood up. "Why don't you talk about it?" He said, leaning over "You know you can always talk to me."
"No Dominic!" Zosia spoke sounding slightly upset. "Look, I'm trying to forget about it. I just want to get on with my job!" And with that she walked out. "Well then.." Dom whispered, slouching down in his chair and slowly sipping the tea he had made earlier.
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Zosia was now standing outside the door, getting herself together and brushing a few strands of hair away from her face that had fallen loose from her neatly tied bun. She was determined not to let today get the better of her. Walking back onto the ward she decided to get to work diagnosing her patient, a 21 year old male who was complaining of headaches and slight abdominal pains. She had ordered full blood tests and was awaiting the results. The patient had a very over protective older sister who had been worrying and hassling Zosia all morning. Once again Zosia examined the man to try and put the siblings mind at rest. "When will we know what's wrong with him? I'm worried you know!" The girl said, pestering Zosia. "Well I've run some tests and I'm just waiting for the results to come back, they should tell us more.. I'll erm, go and chase them up for you!"
Walking towards the nurses station, Zosia caught sight of Digby, her other housemate going through some discharge forms. He was nice and hardly ever did anything to annoy her, but right now she wanted to avoid talking to anyone. However, deep down she knew that with her career that was never going to happen. "Er.. Hi" He began awkwardly "Are you okay? You look a little.. Well, stressed." Zosia picked up the phone but stopped before she dialed the number. "And you thought you'd tell me that because?" Arthur was feeling more uncomfortable by the second, "Just trying to make conversation I guess" He stated only to be met with a glare from Zosia, putting the phone to her ear.
After a while, Arthur made the decision leave it there, quietly walking away towards the patient he was treating. He couldn't help himself but to turn back just to check the F1 was alright. She was now leaning against the desk, once again letting out a huge sigh. He knew what was going on but all though he was worried for her, it seemed that he didn't want to involve himself too much.