DannyMay 2020. Day Eleven
"Doctor"
"Guys, seriously, my doctor is a jackass." Tucker said from his hospital bed as he dejectedly ate his jelly. Realms, he wanted meat.
(And get out of here as soon as possible, but one thing at a time.)
"You really sure it's not just you hating this place and the staff by association?" Sam asked as she moved a potted plant to the windowsill.
"Nu-uh! I know it's not that because I tolerate just fine the pretty lady doctor that sometimes comes by!"
Danny snorted in good nature and gave him a light slap on the foot, giving him a thumbs-up while Sam rolled her eyes and looked away.
"But I mean it! The first day I was here, he started playing an electric guitar two rooms down the hallway, then he was just… carrying a broadsword? Then he was yelling at this old lady –the lady punched him in the face, by the way– because she hadn't told him she tripped on a bush as a kid? And I think he had a feud with a little girl with cancer." When he saw his friend's astonished expressions, he carried on "I know!
"Also, he's a dick. He made fun of me for– not liking this place, and called the other doctors idiots when they didn't know what my problem is at first glance. Then this other doctor who seems nicer came for him and the guy started trolling him.
And he doesn't even use his white coat."
Danny and Sam stared at him, stunned.
"All that sounds like something that would get him fired." Sam said.
"'least he didn't take away your electronics!"
"I WON'T LET HIM!"
His friends laughed openly at this, and then began telling him of the things they would do once he was out of here.
Outside, a grumpy doctor walked down the hallway, trailed by his medical team –whom, by the way they followed him, looked like a flock of ducklings after their mama–, unaware, but not surprised by, the less than positive reception he had on a young patient.