Snippet #2111056

Shane adjusted his tie slightly, pulling it a little tighter around his neck. He turned away from the mirror, and slid open the zip on his brown leather man-bag. His hands swiftly rifled through the MASS of paperwork in their, and he did a quick check that he had everything he needed.

Patient files: Check.
Signed contract: Check.
Medical Identification: Check
Uniform: Check.
And of course, The photo of his parents.

He was looking forward to getting back to his office at Minthill. It had been a long few weeks since Minthill closed between admittance groups. In this time, the other Doctors would be visiting their families. But Shane, who had no close family left, spent his time watching junk television and kicking back with his 2 closest friends. He'd also spent a considerable amount of time burning off his boredom at the local gym.

Satisfied that he had everything he would need for now, He loaded up his car, an old black BMW. Not the most expensive or flashy car in the world, but he didn't really care about cars anyway.
He slumped into the drivers seat and twisted the key in the ignition. The engine spat out a satisfying growl, and he curled off of his driveway.

The drive to Minthill was tiresome, and uninteresting. But as soon as he drew close, and saw the marvelous House looming closer, his heart perked up a little. He was excited to be back in his comfort zone.
As he parked up, he grabbed his bags. He saw Marie, the founder (and his boss), talking to a pretty young girl who he assumed was a patient. She couldn't have been any older that 18, something he found a little heartbreaking in it's own way.

As he walked up to the pair. He flashed Marie a quick smile, and said "Hello" to the young girl, and then walked through the front doors. heading towards his office. He didn't want to overwhelm the new patient by bombarding her with medical personnel.