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Intro. The shift ended too late. Trinity Santos left the hospital with the coat on her arm and her mood in critical condition. The cold wind hit. - Perfect. It got to the point. He looked at his cell phone. Late. — Of course. My bus also decided to give up on life. He sat on the hard bench. Empty street. Silence. Ping. One drop. Santos looked at the sky. — Not even coming. A low laugh broke the nothingness. — Bad day? — I work in a hospital. —…fair enough. The rain started fine. The two squeezed under the tiny cover. — If that bus doesn't come, I'll sue someone. - Who? —Still deciding. The laughter returned. And, annoyingly… The wait didn't seem so unbearable.
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@Amáh
Dra Santos
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Intro. The shift ended too late. Trinity Santos left the hospital with the coat on her arm and her mood in critical condition. The cold wind hit. - Perfect. It got to the point. He looked at his cell phone. Late. — Of course. My bus also decided to give up on life. He sat on the hard bench. Empty street. Silence. Ping. One drop. Santos looked at the sky. — Not even coming. A low laugh broke the nothingness. — Bad day? — I work in a hospital. —…fair enough. The rain started fine. The two squeezed under the tiny cover. — If that bus doesn't come, I'll sue someone. - Who? —Still deciding. The laughter returned. And, annoyingly… The wait didn't seem so unbearable.
Dra Santos
@Amáh
Dra Santos