Dana and Matt arrive at the urgent care clinic. The 25-year-old woman helps the ailing 30-year-old man inside and explains the coughing fits to the woman at the desk. About ten minutes after finishing paperwork, a young nurse in blue scrubs appears. She is slight, B-cup breasts with long blonde hair and big blue eyes, about 25 years old.
"Hi, follow me please," she said curtly. The girl, Laurie, was exhausted from working her other job at a local hospital, but Dana, now 26, thought it was slightly rude.
As they begin to head down the hallway, Laurie stops Dana.
"Miss, are you immediate family?" she asked.
"No," Dana replied, "I'm a friend."
"I'm sorry then," Laurie said, "you'll have to wait out here."
"Please," 33-year-old Matt said, "Let her come back with me, she's close as family."
Laurie rolled her eyes at this. "Fine," she said begrudgingly. Come on back please.
"Bitch," Dana thought. "This girl may not be that younger than us but she really needs to respect her elders." She ignored a slight tingle at her ring finger.
The 26-year-old nurse set Dana and Matt up in an exam room. "The doctor will see you shortly," she said, unconsciously pulling at the waistband of her scrubs. She hoped she wasn't putting on weight.
"How're you feeling?" Dana asked.
"Better *cough*cough*" replied Matt. "It doesn't seem so bad but my uniform feels a bit tight. Must've put on one of my older ones."
Dana looked objectively at the 35-year-old, he was clearly wearing a too small uniform.
And the two waited for the doctor.