LUNCH TIME
Abhi: (Should I visit her for lunch?)
Nurse: Sir, would you like to join us for lunch? We're going to have lunch together because our colleague just got engaged, and he's treating us!
Abhi: ...
Nurse: Sir, are you listening?
Nurse: Sir, sir...
Abhi: Hmm, what did you say?
Nurse: I just asked if you'd join us for lunch...
Abhi: Ohh... (What should I do now? I guess I should go with the colleagues. If I go to her, she might get annoyed...)
Abhi: Yeah, I'll come with you...
Nurse: (Huh, did he just agree to come with us?! OMG, he's never had lunch with us... I thought he'd say no! Wow, I've got the chance to get closer to him...)
Nurse: (Should I change my dress too? Does he like me now? I'm so excited!)
Nurse: Okay, sir!
Nurse: (Let's fix my makeup. I'm pretty sure he'll fall for me...)
Abhi: (Hmm, what am I doing? Should I just text her and ask if she had lunch yet? It's so confusing! But why am I thinking about her? I guess it's just because she's... goddamn gorgeous.)
Ishana: (Should I go? And apologize to him for my rude behavior? Ugh...)
Mom: Ishana, take this lunch box and give it to Abhi. Have lunch together. It'll help boost your relationship with him.
Ishana: Bruhh, I don't want to "boost" any relationship...
Ishana: (But... it's a good chance to apologize to him. I should go!)
Ishana: Okay, I'll go.
Mom: Don't go with that silly face! He'll be scared if he sees you like this. Put on some makeup.
Ishana: Well, my face isn't that scary... Okay, fine, I'll put on some makeup.
Ishana: (Finally ready. Let's go...)
IN THE HOSPITAL
Staff: Hey, isn't she the girl from the front side of the hospital?
Other Staff: Yeah, I heard she's going to join the hospital from tomorrow...
Staff: But what's she doing here now?
Excuse me, ma'am. Are you looking for someone?
Ishana: Yeah, I'm looking for Dr. Abhi.
Staff: Oh, ma'am, he's not here right now. He went out for lunch with his colleagues. You can wait in the waiting room if you want. We'll inform you when he's back.
I didn't change the flow of the narrative too much, just fixed up some bits to sound a little smoother. Let me know what you think or if you'd like any other changes!
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LUNCH TIME
Abhi: (Should I visit her for lunch? I really don't know what to do right now. She's been on my mind a lot lately, but I don't want her to think I'm pushing it...)
Nurse: Sir, would you like to join us for lunch? We're all heading out together since one of our colleagues just got engaged. He's treating us, so it's a small celebration!
Abhi: (Huh, this is awkward... I should probably just go with the colleagues. If I went to her, she'd definitely get annoyed...)
Abhi: (What if she thinks I'm being too forward? But then again, I really don't want to offend her...)
Abhi: Yeah, I'll come with you.
Nurse: (Wait, what?! Did he just agree to join us? He's never had lunch with us before! I thought for sure he'd decline. Is this my chance to get closer to him? I can't believe it!)
Nurse: (Should I change my dress? Is my makeup okay? Maybe I should put on some lipstick... Wait, does he even like me? Maybe this is my big chance! I'm so excited...)
Nurse: Okay, sir! It's a done deal.
(She hurries off, a little too eager, adjusting her blouse and running her fingers through her hair. A quick check in the mirror, a soft smile to herself as she imagines how things could go after this lunch.)
Abhi: (What am I doing? Should I just text her now? Ask if she had lunch yet... But that's stupid, right? Why am I even thinking about her so much today? It's just because she's... well... she's gorgeous, that's why. But still, I don't know. This whole thing is confusing.)
Abhi: (I need to focus. Maybe after lunch, I'll shoot her a quick message. Nothing too obvious, just something casual. Yeah, that'll work.)
Ishana's Home
Ishana: (Should I really go? I don't want to seem like I'm trying too hard, but I do owe him an apology. I can't keep being like this. Ugh, why am I always so... difficult?)
Mom: Ishana, take this lunch box and give it to Abhi. You should go eat with him. It'll help clear the air between you two. Trust me.
Ishana: (This isn't about clearing the air. It's just lunch. Nothing more...)
Ishana: Mom, stop. I don't need to "boost" any relationship with him. I'm fine on my own.
Mom: (Mom gives her a stern look, then softens.) Oh, honey, I know you're a strong girl. But sometimes, it's not about boosting relationships. It's just... about being honest. I know you didn't mean to be rude to him. This could be your chance to show him you're sorry.
Ishana: (She sighs, rolling her eyes. But deep down, her mom is right. This could be a good opportunity to clear the tension...)
Ishana: Fine, I'll go.
Mom: (Be sure to look presentable. No one wants to see that grumpy face of yours.) You never know. He might notice.
Ishana: (Grumbling) I don't have a grumpy face! Okay, okay, I'll put on some makeup. But I'm not trying to impress him or anything...
(Ishana heads to her room, looking in the mirror as she applies just a little makeup—enough to look polished without feeling like she's trying too hard. She stares at her reflection for a moment, unsure. Then, a quiet sigh. She takes one last look and grabs the lunch box her mom packed.)
Ishana: (Okay, let's do this.)
IN THE HOSPITAL
Staff 1: Hey, isn't she the girl from the front side of the hospital?
Staff 2: Yeah, I heard she's starting here tomorrow. I didn't know she was coming by today.
Staff 1: Yeah, what's she doing here now? She's probably just visiting someone, right?
(Ishana steps into the hospital, glancing around nervously, unsure of where to go. She takes a deep breath and walks up to the front desk.)
Ishana: Excuse me, is Dr. Abhi around? I need to give him something...
Staff 1: (With a friendly smile) Oh, ma'am, Dr. Abhi isn't here right now. He's gone for lunch with his colleagues. You can wait in the waiting room, and we'll let him know when he gets back.
Ishana: (She's a little disappointed but tries not to show it. She smiles politely.)