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We've Met Before
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2022-08-02 13:54:47Siberia was pulled out from her slumber by the sun penetrating through her window; the draperies were apart as from last night. The faint, but sweet melody of the birds could be heard. Siberia moaned, taking a stretch while lying; prior to getting up. It was 8 in the morning which meant that she had enough time to get ready. Siberia at first was about to wear her casual work attire, but then she remembered that she had to go to the hospital and not her office. She smiled as she began rummaging through her closet, searching for something that would suit the atmosphere, the purpose she was going for precisely.
Prior to heading in for a shower she chose to call Mikhail as he clearly had barely any familiarity with her new errand. Mikhail replied on the subsequent ring. "Yo young lady, wassup"
"Hello Mikhail, I just… .." she was cut off by Mikhail who appeared to be excessively excited.
"I'm at the bus stop, I'll give you 10 minutes to get here"
"What?" Siberia was taken aback by his sudden proposition.
"Aish, let's go together. I have a lot to tell you"
"Ah about that, can't do"
"Why?" Mikhail's excitement slowly began to leave his spirit.
"Actually, Mr. Han gave me a 2 weeks holiday. It's not exactly a holiday, but rather some way or another it is. I have to look after his nephew who'll be discharged within that time period so you won't be seeing me at work" Siberia felt bad now that Mikhail would have to go alone.
They both made a great team. In addition, they would always blabber whenever they got the chance, they would make random jokes about each other, for lunch they would always take turns for buying the meal. Both were often found together; if anyone couldn't find either, they would easily guess that Mikhail and Siberia were out somewhere. They had an unbreakable bond and an inexplicable chemistry. Siberia knew the office wouldn't feel the same to him yet there was nothing she could do.
"Oh" Mikhail no longer sounded enthusiastic, the excitement completely died down.
"I'm sorry Mik, but let's meet after you finish work, how's that?"
"Yea sure" He said no more and disconnected without letting her speak further.
"Did he just hang up on me", Siberia stared at her phone screen, a scoff leaving her mouth. "Well, I'll deal with him later" She tossed her phone on the bed, entering the bathroom.
Siberia reached the hospital around 9. Before entering she messaged Mr. Han as he told her to inform him as she reached the destination. She sucked in a breath, making her way in; feeling nervous and butterflies in her stomach.
"Hi, I'm here for Bak Ganghan Yeong" Siberia spoke to the receptionist, giving her the details so as to receive acknowledgement for visiting the patient as usually caretakers weren't allowed to remain for a very long time.
"Okay, he's in room 204. In case anything happens please don't act on your own and inform any nearby doctor or you can ring us up"
"Okay, thanks"
Siberia proceeded towards the elevator. While in the elevator she looked herself in the mirror that was present in. She was wearing a violet colored shirt with balloon sleeves that was tugged in her white, high waist pants with a golden belt. Her black bag hung on her left shoulder and her black coat rested on her right hand. Siberia had a light make-up on; eyeliner that wasn't much visible, a baby pink matte lipstick and slight hints of tint was visible on her cheeks. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail with a purple scrunchie. For footwear she had white sneakers, the one she usually wore as those were the most comfortable. She sprayed perfume over before heading out, slightly brushing off her shirt to fix any unnoticed flaw.
Taking in a deep breath, she made her way to room 204, reading the number plate on each door. Shortly after, she stood before room 204; Siberia could as of now feel the perspiration shaping on her palm and brow. She immediately cleared it off and opened the entryway.
"Hey it's ….." She went silent as she was greeted by an empty room.
The room possessed a scent like liquor. Empty wrappers lying on the floor of chips and other low quality food, the bed was a finished wreck too. On one of the side tables were containers of medication and a jug of water with a half filled glass of water. On the lounge chair was a bag that most apparently was his cloths and other of his stuff; his earphones lying close to it alongside his phone.
"Alright" Siberia said as she advanced in, lost for words as she wasn't anticipating this. She knocked on the restroom entryway to check in the event that he was in there, yet he wasn't as she got no answer nor heard any sound from within. She scratched her head, not understanding what to do ensuing to detecting a medical caretaker outside.
"Excuse me" She hurriedly stepped out. "Where's the patient of this room?"
"Ah it's actually clean up time so we send the patients out while doing so", the nurse spared a glance in, "Oh is his room not done?"
"Ah probably not" Siberia chuckled awkwardly.
"Ah lemme do that"
She began to quickly tidy the room, changing the sheets as well and discarding all the trash in a bin.
"You must be his girlfriend" the nurse spoke as she moped the floor.
Siberia choked on her breath by the judgment of the nurse, "What? No you're mistaken, I'm here as his caretaker"
"Ah I see, my bad" the nurse apologized as she bowed and left.
Siberia smiled broadly as she recalled what the nurse said, 'Aish'.
"Excuse me?" said a husky voice that made Siberia look up in a flash. It was the voice she could never forget nor mistake it for anyone else. There he stood, in his hospital gown, his face shining bright and his premed hair ever gorgeous. Those Aqua green eyes meeting her gaze and Siberia gazing back; she didn't even blink her eyes once, fearing that he may disappear.
He squinted his eyes at her as he observed her features. "You look familiar" he said as he approached her.
Siberia stood up, her eyes never leaving his. "Yea, we've met before"
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