Home for the Homeless- A role play

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( I TOTALLY FORGOT TO MAKE JANETTE ACTUALLY CLEAN MIAS HAND. WHAT A BAD NURSE. pretend she did
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(LOL. I was just thinking about that. XD "Yeah, thanks for taking the glass out of my hand, but it's still covered in dried blood and there are now large holes all over my hand."
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Mia continued waiting, humming to herself. She wondered why it was taking a rather long time, but she probably got the glass everywhere. It definitely wasn't a soft punch.
 
(LOL. I was just thinking about that. XD "Yeah, thanks for taking the glass out of my hand, but it's still covered in dried blood and there are now large holes all over my hand." :lol: )
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FLASHBACK:
Janette gave her some pain medicine and cleaned Mia's hand with peroxide among a few other things, then wrapped it in a bandage.

There.)
 
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Amica closed her eyes for a moment, then slowly reopened to adjust to the light in the room. She stared at Janette, trying to recollect where she was and what had happened.
"Try some water, then we'll discuss what happened here," Janette said, offering her the glass. Amica sat up against the wall, with a little help, then gratefully accepted the water. After she had gradually downed it, she handed it back to Janette who had waited impatiently.
"I," Amica stopped. "I came up here, then," she stopped once more. "I don't know. I don't know what happened," she shook her head.
"You can't remember why you suddenly have a giant bump on your head and you're unconscious on the floor?" Janette crossed her arms.
The janitor set down the dustpan he had been using to sweep up the glass to listen in on the nurses' conversation.
Janette sighed irritably. "It's awfully quiet in the bathroom," she said loudly. The sweeping immediately continued.
"How does your head feel?" She asked.
Amica shrugged. "Sore."
 
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MIA CONTINUED TO WAIT AND PLOT MORE MURDERS.

(JUST KIDDING.)
 
"Do you feel well enough to walk?" Janette asked.
Amica shrugged again. "'Spose so," she mumbled.
Janette stuck the bottle of salts in her back pocket then grabbed the glass. She helped the woman up and over to the bed to sit for a moment to prevent dizziness. While Amica rested, Janette poked her head into the bathroom to check on the janitor. "I'm taking her downstairs," she stated. "What happened in here stays between the two of us till I figure out what happened to her, got it?"
The janitor nodded dumbly. As soon as the nurses left, he quickly finished his cleaning and hurried out.

Janette made her way downstairs at a snail's pace, having to stop every few minutes for the other nurse to catch her breath or complain about her sore head.

They finally reached the room Janette had recently come from with Mia. "Take a seat," Janette said, pulling out a chair for Amica and then one for herself. She pulled out a sticky note from the dispenser on the desk and found a pen in a drawer to take notes.
"Amica, what can you remember?" She asked.
"I woke up, or something, and..." she trailed off.
"And?"
"And I heard a voice. Your voice."
"Yes, I was there when you awoke," Janette urged her to continue.
Amica shrugged lightly. "That's all. That's all I remember," she frowned.
Janette scribbled down a few things on the note. "Oh dear, I think you should see the doctor."
 
"Do you feel well enough to walk?" Janette asked.
Amica shrugged again. "'Spose so," she mumbled.
Janette stuck the bottle of salts in her back pocket then grabbed the glass. She helped the woman up and over to the bed to sit for a moment to prevent dizziness. While Amica rested, Janette poked her head into the bathroom to check on the janitor. "I'm taking her downstairs," she stated. "What happened in here stays between the two of us till I figure out what happened to her, got it?"
The janitor nodded dumbly. As soon as the nurses left, he quickly finished his cleaning and hurried out.

Janette made her way downstairs at a snail's pace, having to stop every few minutes for the other nurse to catch her breath or complain about her sore head.

They finally reached the room Janette had recently come from with Mia. "Take a seat," Janette said, pulling out a chair for Amica and then one for herself. She pulled out a sticky note from the dispenser on the desk and found a pen in a drawer to take notes.
"Amica, what can you remember?" She asked.
"I woke up, or something, and..." she trailed off.
"And?"
"And I heard a voice. Your voice."
"Yes, I was there when you awoke," Janette urged her to continue.
Amica shrugged lightly. "That's all. That's all I remember," she frowned.
Janette scribbled down a few things on the note. "Oh dear, I think you should see the doctor."
Mia tapped her foot and hummed to herself as she continued to wait. Caroline, the person who controls her, is starting to wish she could say more but Silkie is taking a really long time.

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Nathan walked through the halls still nervous about not knowing where Mia was and wondering if he should sneak down into the doctors lab to se of she was there. He was headed down to the cafeteria to get some coffee and think things over.
 

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