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Patsy reached for another bandage only to find they’d all gone, she left the patient to go and get some more from the store cupboard. walking down the hall she was sure she heard a stifled giggle from somewhere, probably the other nurses gossiping about the latest intake of trainee doctors.
Patsy had precisely zero interest in the new trainee doctors.
Continuing down the hall she reached the cupboard, but when she opened it she found that everything was in the wrong place, despite the fact she had tidied it only yesterday. After a minute of searching she decided that she wasn’t going to find any bandages after all.
She decided to walk back down and see if there were any left in the other cupboard. (She usually avoided it for the state the other nurses kept it in was appalling, but it was probably the better option given the state of her usual cupboard). But as she approached the cupboard she heard what could only be giggles from inside it, she briskly opened the door to find a rather small nurse tucked into a tiny ball.
“What on earth are you doing here?!” How could anyone possibly think it acceptable to mess around - most likely dirtying all the sterilized equipment, yet despite the general disregard of hygiene, Patsy found herself struggling to suppress a grin.
“Shh! I’m hiding!!!” The still curled up, and seemingly Welsh, ball replied, still repressing giggles.
“Who on earth are you hiding from in a cupboard full of sterilized equipment?!” Patsy knew she was still smirking - she really wasn’t helping the situation, but the little welsh nurse was rather adorable...
“Gladys, she keeps trying to make me ask one of the trainee doctors to the dance next Thursday.” She let out a resigned sigh, “I keep telling her I’m not interested but she’s certain that I ‘simply must go’ because it’s going to be ‘such wonderful fun’ , I just wish she’d stop nagging me-”
“Why don’t you come to the pictures with me instead, that way you won’t have to go to the dance, and when she argues you can say you’ve already plans with a friend.” What in the world was she doing - she didn’t even know the girls name.
“Oh, could I, it’d be so much better than having to go to that grim dance.” The nurse’s face began to turn to one of delight. Patsy really ought to have known better, she knew she mustn't allow herself to feel like this about a girl.
“Of course you can! Gosh I don’t even know your name, I’m Patsy Mount.”
“Delia Busby.”
They looked at each other, great smiles spreading across their faces, not moving for a few seconds, before a bandage fell off a shelf and hit Delia right on the head, pulling them both out of a trace, and into fits of laughter.
“Just what I was looking for! I really do need to be getting off now though.” She held out a hand and Delia took it, careful not to hit her head as she picked herself up off the floor.
“Oh, yes, of course. Um, maybe you could come to my room this evening - to agree on a time for Thursday?”
“Absolutely, only I may need to know where it is.” She was smirking again, she really must learn to control herself.
“First corridor, 7 doors down on the left. I’ll be off now - wouldn’t want to keep my patients waiting any longer now. ” Delia winked and spun around, heading back to the ward.
Patsy smiled to herself, before quickly telling herself off and composing herself before taking a few bandages and heading back to her patient.