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Sana's wicked grin was unmistakable. She sat on the bed, her hands flat upon it to balance her, and she laughed. "Serves you fuckin' right!" she hissed at him.
That did not last long.
A nurse opened the door, alerted by quite a lot of things, and trotted in. "Oh, dear!" she cried, a hand to her mouth. The nurse's skirt might have been to flowy to be what the uniform demanded, but she did not seem to mind. The petite little nurse, with dark brown skin, vivid, almond green eyes, and hazel colored hair walked right up to Hatchet.
"Oh, well look at you, dear! You're hurt! Why don't we get you into another room and treat you, hmm?" she said with an overly cheery tone. She reached under his arm to give him support. With a glance to Sana, she sighed. "The other nurses will be right with you, dear, alright?"
She tried to lead Hatchet out of the room into the hallway.