"Is it just me or are the interns even more skittish than normal?" I asked the nurse handing me my charts. Janet had been here longer than I had been dead. She had seen countless rounds of interns and just about every way the body could be damaged. If anyone knew anything, it was her.
"Maybe it has to do something with the fact your face is plastered all over the tabloids with the Radio Demon," Janet replied, peering at me over her glasses.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me," I swore, flipping open the top chart. I went on one date and now the people I was supposed to be teaching were too scared to be in the same OR as me.
"First it was that motorcycle," Janet went on, shaking her head like a disapproving grandmother, "Now it's dating overlords. I'm worried about you sugar."
"Janet, I'm fine. I promise," I reassured her, "Will you let the interns on my service know I'll be starting rounds soon?"
Janet chuckled, "I'll let them know, but I doubt they'll come."
I rolled my eyes as I gathered the charts in my arms, "They better, or I'll have them doing enemas and cleaning up vomit for the next month."
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Between the Tires and the Road | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series
RomanceWalking the line between right and wrong is a tricky task, especially when you reside in Hell. When things begin to hit the fan and you have no idea where to turn, an unlikely ally steps forward. From the creator of Super Psycho Love, Behind the Ba...
