#ofdreamsdaria

[gretchen-p]

Normally Gretchen didn’t bother with the house calls, preferring to take the more interesting patients, but it had been a slow day. The beginning of the week always was. Not as many people worked, and the acts were a little less intense since not as many visitors showed up. And that was the sole reason she took this call. That and it was a name she recognized but didn’t know very well. The trip to Daria’s apartment wasn’t long, and she had everything she needed in her backpack already, so she had no real reason to stall and waste more time. She made her way over and knocked gently on the door. “Daria? It’s Gretchen, you called the nurses’ station?”