The Doctor.

When the doctor left Mrs Laurette turned to glare at Amber.

“What?“ Amber asked.

“Why were you so rude to the doctor?“

“I wasn't rude to him, I was only stating the obvious,” Amber said.

“What obvious?“

“Mum, please, I need to rest, you haven't been shot before, so I'm sure you wouldn't know how painful it feels, if you knew, you would let me rest, instead of asking me unnecessary questions,” Amber mumbled.

“Look who's talking, well, I do care about your well-being, so I'll let you rest. I'll go get coffee, and do you need anything?“ Mrs Laurette asked.

“Not really, you could get me a milkshake, I'm really craving that right now,” Amber said.

“Ouky-douky (a slang),” Mrs Laurette got up from the bed. She reached for her bag, taking out her phone and purse.

“I'll get you burgers, just because I know you hate the food here, and I'm the best mum in the world,” Mrs Laurette teased on her way out.

“I love you mum!“ Amber said and Mrs Laurette closed the door behind her.

MR OLIVER.

Mr Oliver
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