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What if Robby found Dennis living in the empty wing instead of Santos?
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The hike up the stairs barely registered, his mind clouded with physical, mental, and emotional exhaustion. When Dennis got to the empty hospital floor he allowed himself a couple slide steps in time with the music, the isolation letting him feel freer. His backpack thudded faintly on the floor as it was thrown by the foot of the hospital bed he had been sleeping in. He threw open his computer clicking on his various patients charts to finalize his reports.
Dennis raked his shirt up and over his head, throwing it onto his bed. The music pounded in his ears, he moonwalked not so smoothly into the makeshift bathroom to run the water until it turned warm. As he danced out of the room he felt a presence as if he was being watched, he spun around and none other than Dr. Robinavitch was standing in the room behind him with his arms crossed and weary eyes.
“HOLY SHIT!” Dennis yelled, ripping the headphones out and stumbling back into his bed. “Oh my god, Dr. Robinavitch, I'm so sorry.” He glanced around the room studying the disarray, “I swear this isn’t what it looks like.”