Ryan Smith's face was dark, his expression twisted, "Edward Stephens, what kind of nonsense are you looking at every day here!"
Even planting one of these, talking as if his kidneys were like reforestation.
Edward Stephens took a drag on his cigarette, calmly saying, "It's just the news being pushed to my phone, that's all."
I don't believe you! Ryan Smith gave him a massive eye roll.
Edward Stephens patted his friend's shoulder and waved him off, "I'm off."
"Edward."
Ryan Smith called him once.
Edward Stephens paused slightly.
"I'm on your side."
...
Edward Stephens didn't turn back, only responded faintly, "Okay."
He didn't say anything more, stepping out.
*
Near the end of the workday, Daisy Ginger received a call from the front desk, stating that a Mr. Stephens was downstairs looking for her.
Mr. Stephens, which Mr. Stephens?
Daisy Ginger bit the pen, feeling that Mr. Stephens might be here to confront her.
Leaving the hospital early was certainly inappropriate.
