Callie was hungry, and good timing when it was time to eat. A simple dinner with simple food. Patients didn't get the best food, and it made her angry most of the time. She grew up with creme brulle and fillet mignon, and now she was served slop. At least she got her candy so she wouldn't complain too much. Taking a seat and a plate, she ate her food within moments. It was like she had been starved even though she hadn't been.
Once she was done slurping down the food, she hadn't really paid attention to the people in the room. No one usually talked to her while she ate, and vice versa. Standing up, her eyes caught glimpse of the security guard in the room to watch if patients freaked out. Victor Monroe. Holding back a growl, she plastered a smirk on her lips and approached him. "Well well well," she mused with a teasing tone as she ran her leg up his own.
Home 
