It had been a long day at work, too long, in fact. The countless hours in the operating room had taken seemed at eternal struggle against some higher power. Yet she fought, and in the end she succeeded. If just barely. An exhausted Angelina sat heavily in the plastic chair within the nurses station, a hand lifting to pull away her glasses. They landed on top of the open chart before her while she rubbed tiredly at her eyes.

((Uhhh. I had such a long day at work today. Somedays being a RN just wears you down. I love my job, don’t get me wrong. But yeah. I’m going to try get some replies done tonight! Last night I ended up passing out, and I felt terrible. :c))