“Jeon, what the fuck are you doing.”

I look him dead in the eyes, obviously confused as I was just on my phone, coffee in hand.

“Whatever do you mean, Kim?”

I said with a groan, staring at him as I take a sip of my caramel macchiato I got from the nearby hospital coffee cart.

“What. Are. You. Doing.”

He retorts, nearly spitting on me.

“I’m on my break, Kim. I’m tired.”

“Well, that’s expected, being a doctor, Jeon.”

He responds without missing a beat, yawning as he stretches.

“I need a coffee too. Been up since three.”

“Then buy one yourself, Kim.”

I sigh, realizing I zoned out on an AskReddit thread regarding doctors. I was reading stories of bizarre cases, some of those cases being things I’ve never heard of. I close the app and shut my phone off, putting it in my back pocket as I straighten up, stretching to crack my back.

“Why are you here, Kim?”

I ask after half a second, realizing he was just loitering around.

“Right. Jang asked me to find you so you could go with the paramedics in the ambulance.”

Kim responds, his voice sharp.

“Thanks.”

I mutter, my tone matching his. I turn to leave, nearly pausing before I hear Kim say something. I barely caught it.

“Stay safe, Jeon.”

His voice was soft. Sympathetic. Barely audible.

I still heard it. It brought a smile to my face.

I rush over to the ambulance bay, where our local Paramedic Jang Hanseok was waiting.

“Took you long enough. Now buckle up, we gotta go.”

Jang mutters coldy, obviously tired.

I nod, downing the rest of my macchiato as I buckle my seatbelt.

And we’re off moments later.

Everything is so smooth until we reach the highway.