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An Epilogue To George Orwell's Boyfriend

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Lily gnawed at her knuckles. She’d been rushing from room to room, hurrying as much as she could to finish up her immediate responsibilities. She knew James was still waiting by the seventh floor nurse’s station. He was probably bored, and cold. Maybe he’d left. Lily checked her watch. Fuck, it’d been half an hour already. He’s probably left, Lily told herself, slowing her pace until she was walking slow enough that she could relax her shoulders and take a breath. She flicked through her clipboard, and entered the last room on her list, which incidentally happened to be Lupin’s room. She found herself thinking about Lyall when he’d first come in, followed by a grief-stricken and silent Hope, and Remus, who looked like the best he could do …show more content…

She widened her eyes in surprise when she saw James lounging on one of the hard plastic chairs in the corner, typing violently on his phone and apparently quite oblivious to Lily’s presence. She cleared her throat and James looked up, immediately stashing his phone away. “Sorry I’m in here. The guy out there said I could sit in here.” “Of course he did,” Lily muttered to herself. “It’s alright, though. I’m the one who should be sorry, I didn’t realize that the guy out there had not fulfilled his jobs and that I would have to do them.” “What a slacker.” “Indeed.” Lily agreed. She flicked her fingers around her stethoscope and checked the clock. “Oh dear,” she fretted, “We’re really flirting with time now, aren’t we? If I’d known that I was going to so long, I’d have planned something nicer, but looks like everything’s shut up.” She peered out of the window to where, far below, the glum, dark cafeteria was sitting, empty and silent. James smiled, his dark face lighting up under his heavy glasses. “That’s alright, it was me who asked, after all.” They were silent for a second before James stood and Lily darted left. “Uh, right. Hah, I can make coffee here.” Lily said, flicked on the kettle. “Albeit, it’s

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