One Thousand Three Hundred & Six

Theme: Sleep my pretty!

I had to go hospital with a patient tonight. She hates my guts, but funnily enough, I find it hilarious. The way she expresses hate for you, it's just so childish so it makes it easier to like kill her with kindness, wind her up more. Anyway, when I arrived at the hospital she was asleep, thank god. I had hoped she sleep the whole night. She didn't, but it was long enough for me to read like half of my hunger games book. She woke up. Her first words? "I wan't a fag". I told her I have her lighter and am ready when she is. "Well you've been in my pocket and stolen it then!". Yeah okay dear, whatever, let's just go outside for a fag and I'll drop you off at the morgue you stupid tit.

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