Ava’s Point of View
The ER is unusually quiet tonight.
Not empty, but quiet enough that Luna and I are leaning against the nurses’ station instead of running around like crazy people.
I glance over at her.
She is flipping through a patient chart, but something about her feels... off.
Her shoulders are tight and her eyes keep flicking to the clock
“Are you okay?”
I ask and she looks up immediately, nodding her head.
“Yeah. I'm fine why?”
She asks and I shrug.
“You look tense... Almost like you are waiting for something bad to happen.”
I say and she snorts, closing the file.
“In the ER? That is a safe assumption.”
She says and I roll my eyes.
“Luna.”
I say and she sighs dramatically before turning to look at me completely.
“Okay, fine. I am feeling a little on edge tonight
