Psykgi stepped into the room to flesh out her notes. Notes were important - they were what you remembered later, and here you had to remember, assess, and recommend. It was so much fun!
In the midst of scribbing, she realized where she was; not that she hadn't known all along, but it hadn't really entered her conciousness until that point that she was in an empty living space.
She waved cheerily at the orderly and considered herself lucky that she didn't have to do that particular job. Not that she wouldn't if asked - being agreeable and can-do was the name of the game - but it wasn't something she hoped to be doing. Not here.
She finished her notes and left the room, taking a brisk and very fast turn to her next destination - Not to put her notes to work, but to do the boring things. The beurocratic things. The little things that interns got to do.
Again, go-getting. She was happy to do it.
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