[ Sooyoung means to be difficult -- stuck in a small room where every inch reeks of 409 and the subtle, lingering scent of death. The window serves as the widest piece of space that she can see, imagining the sun and breeze against her skin the best that she can do as they remain locked.
She's not unlike a cornered animal who makes a habit of lashing out at my who approach. And when she's not making their regular checkups a living hell she's ensuring that she's also not bored; hypocritical, craving for some kind of social interaction despite her earlier outbursts, she clicks the remote at record speed the moment she sees a familiar head of hair.
He's hard to miss. A nurse whose smile never goes higher than just the bare minimum -- he appears friendly enough, speaks with that leveled professionalism that anyone would expect, and Sooyoung can't help but hate it.
She's not paying any real particular attention when he walks in, which is why she blinks thrice when the button slips out of her hands. Eyes wide when she turns to finally look at him, the murder of crows slipping through the sky suddenly no longer keeping her interest. ]
Oh. You're finally here, took you long enough. [ Her lips curl into frown. ] My pillow feels stiff as a rock and my food's cold, [ -- because she purposely didn't eat it -- ] fix it. Oh, and could I get something from the vending machine?
*smashes it against the aed*
She's not unlike a cornered animal who makes a habit of lashing out at my who approach. And when she's not making their regular checkups a living hell she's ensuring that she's also not bored; hypocritical, craving for some kind of social interaction despite her earlier outbursts, she clicks the remote at record speed the moment she sees a familiar head of hair.
He's hard to miss. A nurse whose smile never goes higher than just the bare minimum -- he appears friendly enough, speaks with that leveled professionalism that anyone would expect, and Sooyoung can't help but hate it.
She's not paying any real particular attention when he walks in, which is why she blinks thrice when the button slips out of her hands. Eyes wide when she turns to finally look at him, the murder of crows slipping through the sky suddenly no longer keeping her interest. ]
Oh. You're finally here, took you long enough. [ Her lips curl into frown. ] My pillow feels stiff as a rock and my food's cold, [ -- because she purposely didn't eat it -- ] fix it. Oh, and could I get something from the vending machine?