Zoe knocked again. 'Connie this is really urgent, we have a young boy in cubicles who is struggling to breathe, and I have some case notes filed away and I need to get my stethoscope off my desk, so if you could open the door, like now please', Zoe was getting more and more worked up because potentially the life of the patient could depend on the office door being opened.
Zoe tried to put in the door code again, yet the door was locked from the inside so once again she had no look. Meanwhile inside Connie and Rita were grabbing pieces of paper and folders that were scattered all over the floor. They piled them up and attempted to tidy the room to the best of their capabilities.
'Sit down there' Connie hissed at Rita, after all they were still enemies even if their occasional tension became sexual.
Connie straighten her blouse and made her way to open the door. Rita appeared flushed as Zoe made her way in to the office and picked up her files and stethoscope.
'What the hell are you playing at Connie?' Zoe rushed in and out of the office and made her way back to cubicles.
Connie slammed the door behind her and once again locked it from the inside. Rita began to laugh to herself ' what the hell was that?' Rita smirked.
'I'm just as shocked as you are, you don't breathe a word of this to anyone, do you understand, I'm mixed up at the moment and that…we should have never just happened. Im straight?!' Connie exclaimed.
Rita stood up and made her way over to Connie, 'if that's what you really want Mrs Beauchamp?' Rita questioned her intentions. They both just stare into one another's gaze and neither knew the others next move from here forward.