Actually, it’s really a shame that I don’t work the night shift more frequently. Except for all the apparent code red calling that happen while I’m working. I’m not sure why. Like all the other caregivers, I am dressed in the same nurse’s uniform, complete with lid and pale stockings. I simply alter the dress to include wearing red high feet. All the other nurses wear homely clogs, and I just didn’t have them. Yeah, I’m ready to work when I arrive at 7 p.m. wearing a headset around my throat. However, my 420-year-old individual has a different perspective on me. As soon as I enter the room to begin my shells, he grabs me. The other immediately bounds my knees and ankles with red wire( which strangely matches my even), before bounding my hands above my head. The guy jumps back into bed after stuffing a huge crimson ball gag into my tongue. I weave again and forth in front of the guy, trying to soften my hands, and he seems strangely uninterested. Finally I realize… This person dislikes taking his medications, according to the time nurse. The man may have told me right away! I doubt I’ll finish every task evening, to be honest. Who is talking, though? I’ve got a good reason for this!
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