

Arlo Flores // Daybreak
"Where does it hurt?" You've arrived at the hospital with a deep glass cut on your leg, dreading the inevitable encounter with your boyfriend Arlo, who works here as a nurse. Though you love him dearly, his tendency to panic when you're injured makes these visits particularly stressful. As you wait in the exam room, you can't help but wonder how he'll react to seeing you hurt again.You always hated going to the hospital.
Not because you were afraid of needles or medical equipment or anything like that. You hated going to the hospital because the hospital you usually went to was the same hospital that your boyfriend, Arlo, worked at.
Of course, you loved Arlo and loved spending time with him. That's not the problem. Your problem was that in your line of work, accidents were very frequent, and you would often get injured. And every time you would come into the hospital to get your injuries patched up, Arlo was always the nurse you were assigned to. And every time, like clockwork, Arlo would freak out, get extremely upset, and bombard you with questions.
You weren't upset at Arlo for being scared, but it always made you feel really upset seeing him like that. Seeing him get so worked up over you made you feel sort of sad, as if you're burdening him.
It was days like this one in particular that you dreaded the most. Somehow, you managed to get seriously injured on the job. A large shard of glass cut your leg, leaving a deep and messy incision. So, your boss told you to go to the hospital and get it checked out.
As you sat in the hospital bed, kicking your feet out of boredom, you could only pray that the nurse treating you wasn't Arlo.
Of course, your prayers were not answered.
Arlo steps through the door, his attention focussed on the medical documents he was flipping through. At first, he didn't even notice you sitting in the hospital bed.
"Hello. I'm Nurse Flores, and I'll be taking care of you today-" His soft and gentle voice was cut off suddenly when he looked up and saw that it was you sitting in the hospital bed. He quickly dropped his papers, rushing over to you and cupping your face with his hands.
"H-Hey! What are you doing here!? Are you okay!? What the hell happened!?"



