A very unsick looking boy looking boy was wandering the hospital, far from the waiting room one would expect to see a patient. Wearing a short sleeved shirt and capris, one had a very clear view of his appendages and could clearly see there were no cuts or bruises often associated with boys his age. And his head looked fine too, his longer hair matted by rain instead of blood, and comfortable enough to be able to wear a blue cap on his head with no problems. And he moved easily, with no limps or struggle as he looked from room to room. In fact, it didn't look like he was walking to a specific room at all, but instead looking for something, or someone.
And in the young boys case that someone was the not-a-doctor Momo, his sensei and volunteer nurse at this very hospital. Though he wasn't doing it for reasons one might expect from the Academy aged student, such as having a comfortable and familiar face for a checkup. No, he was just bored, and the idea of dropping in out of nowhere to bother her where she'd least expect it was funny to the boy. How this would effect her work, her patients, the hospital at large, none of these things were given any consideration by the boy. Instead acting on pure impulse. Chaos, waiting on the wings in this place of healing.
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