𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 - 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚌𝚑 (on hold)

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india jalyse

i ended up flirting with him. i didn't mean for it to happen, it just did. his name was rodrick, but he told me to call him roddy. roddy. the name sounded familiar, but i couldn't remember where i had heard it from. i didn't wanna press him with too many questions, so i left it alone. we texted for the rest of the day and late into the night. it was the most i had been on my phone in a while. i expected him to laugh at me for drunk texting him, or to just ignore it. but instead he was really understanding about it. he seemed like a cool enough guy, i couldn't just leave him high and dry. so we kept texting. i learned a lot about him, except for what he looks like. i feel like i'm gonna ruin the conversation by asking. what if he's ugly? i mean, it shouldn't matter. i liked his personality so far. he laughed at my corny ass memes. most folks would just pretend they didn't see them and continue with the conversation. i didn't realize how late it had gotten until roddy decided to shut down for the night.

From: Roddy ♿

- goodnight india.

i sighed to myself. i didn't really want him to go to sleep. i didn't wanna go to sleep. i started to text back in protest, but i was stopped by an unexpected yawn. shit, i can't even keep myself up. i looked at the time. it was 12:45. i laughed to myself and sent him one last text.

To: Roddy ♿

- lmao goodnight bighead

i sat my phone down on my nightstand and rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.

i woke up the next morning to my alarm sounding off. i groaned as i turned over to shut it off. it was 4:45 on a damn monday, i sighed to myself as i came to the realization that i had to work today. maybe it wasn't such a good idea to stay up til almost 1 a.m. i rolled out of bed and trudged into the bathroom to start my morning routine. i stood in front of the mirror while i let the shower heat up behind me. the bags under my eyes showed that i could not shake this tired feeling. i quickly took a shower and finished getting ready. i sighed to myself as i realized that i wouldn't have any time to make breakfast. i'll just stop by starbucks, i thought to myself while i packed my bag and grabbed my keys. my job was roughly 25 minutes away and i was cutting it close right now. i rushed out the front door and locked up my house before i walked to my car. "imma wake up earlier tomorrow." i told myself as i sped off.

i made it work with 5 minutes to spare. online ordering and going 70 in a 55 really helped me out this morning. i parked my car in the garage and walked to the nearest elevator. i looked to see if there was anyone else coming before i pressed the button. the hospital was generally pretty quiet in the mornings which was nice. i loved working the morning shifts, because it always seemed to get wild on every floor around 3:00. i've only stayed back to experience it once, it was like an episode of grey's anatomy in there. i made it to the first floor and walked behind the desk to clock in. "good morning india!" i heard behind me as i clocked in. i turned around to see the secretary, winnie smiling at me. i smiled back and said good morning to her. winnie had become my work mother over the years, she was always so caring. i would do anything for that lady, she is seriously my whole heart. "are you feeling better today, my love?" she asked as i threw away my breakfast paper.

"yes ma'am, thank you." i responded, knowing that she was referring to my breakup with jordan. i said my goodbyes to winnie and started to walk towards the locker rooms. i put my bag in my locker and walked back outside to prepare my cart for the day. my charts for the day were already placed on top of my cart. i had 17 rounds per floor today, which isn't as bad as it could be. i started to push my cart down the hall to the first room. the lights were on in the first room, which was weird considering how early in the morning it was. i prepared my items and lightly tapped on the door.