Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, but maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up, running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well. Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest. I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here ‘cause I remember it all, all, all too well.

Taylor Swift - All too well

You can listen to the song that inspired this chapter here: All too Well by Taylor Swift

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Joohyun jolted from the bed with a feeling that the world was ending. 

That happened all the time when she was on duty during the night, and sometimes even when she was at home. Being one of the resident surgeons on call was like babysitting a newborn baby… you can’t close your eyes for too long, otherwise a disaster can happen.

But judging by the light passing through the tick curtains by the windows, it was already morning and she, luckly, had managed to sleep for what? Four, five hours? Wow, and without interruptions. She wonders if the other hospital staff didn’t call her out of pity, since she had assisted in the night before one of the longest surgeries in her, still small, surgeon life. 

Joohyun got distracted for a few seconds, staring absentmentaly at the mess inside the on-call room she was currently sleeping in. She noticed that she was still wearing her scrubs from the day before, she usually didn’t do it, sleeping in those dirty clothes was something completely out of her nature, but she was so exhausted that she thinks her eyes closed even before she was laid completely on the bed.   

It was nice, to be that exhausted was nice.

Her back arched and her legs and hands were still shaken from the hard work she did the night before. She was conscious of every little bone in her body and nerve, because apparently all of them were hurting somehow, but still she felt very happy and useful and that feeling was the best ever… The bonus was that her mind, completely devoid of thoughts, thanks to her tiredness, didn't have the ability to bring up things that she surely would be thinking if she was in her right state of mind.

So it was indeed nice… to be this exhausted was her escape, her hiding place inside of herself. 

She really didn’t want to think.

Still acting on the automatic mode, Joohyun stood up from the messy bed, picked up her hospital gown and was planning to go fetch her stuff and take a shower before starting her new shift, but she didn’t went far, because as soon as she put her feet out of the room the giant devil, aka Park Sooyoung, was on her trail firing two thousand words at the same time, not giving her time to even process what was happening.

Huh? - Joohyun hummed, clueless.

WHERE THE HAVE YOU BEEN, UNNIE!!?

Joohyun sighed, ignoring her, and continued to walk lifeless toward the surgeon’s common room in order to pick up her stuff.

You missed the farewell party.

And those words were enough to awaken her lethargy brain. 

What? What party? - Joohyun asked.

They were now inside the surgeon's common room and Joohyun was rummaging inside her duffel bag in search for clean scrubs and her hygienic products. 

She left, unnie.

Joohyun’s hand stopped immediately and she turned around, staring warily toward Sooyoung.

That was a joke, right? 

Sooyoung sighed, annoyed. 

You guys are really the death of me. I curse myself for getting involved in this mess!! - she ranted.

But Joohyun wasn’t listening anymore. 

Her hand took her phone from her pocket and saw that it was discharged. She fastly searched inside her duffel bag for the charger but somehow the little devil was completely out of her sight.

She didn’t notice that her hands were crazily shaking until Sooyoung held them. 

We tried to call you… but she said it was fine, she didn’t want to bother you.

Joohyun made a scowl sound.

They really had come to that point, huh.

What day is today? - she stupidly asked.

Today is saturday, Unnie. - Sooyoung replied, calmly.

Joohyun scoffed.

That wasn’t funny!

Wha… what? Today is friday, no?  - Joohyun replied, outraged. She was sure of it. - This prank is not funny, Park Sooyoung.

Sooyoung then took her phone and showed it to Joohyun. It was there, on the screen… Saturday. 

Joohyun jerked away. 

Her eyes were huge staring at Sooyoung meanwhile her stupid mind tried to come up with a explanation to how she lost herself in time. How she had managed to stay three nights straight in the hospital without even noticing it. 

She was really out of her damn mind, really.

Sooyoung stared at her friend on the verge of a breakdown and sighed once again. 

She was sorry.

You’re in your third night shift, huh? 

Joohyun just continued to space out.

I heard that you are crushing all the competition and scrubbing in every surgery possible. - Sooyoung tried to joke, she was really starting to worry about her unnie and her completely blank expression.

Sooyoung knew that her unnie wasn’t someone who cried easily. 

She was known for holding her tears well and enduring everything like a champion. The only one who seemed to be able to make her unnie cry was her Wendy unnie, because that was the second time she saw Joohyun shed tears because of the woman.

She was sure that her unnie didn’t even notice that she was crying.

So she said that you guys shouldn’t bother to call me, huh? - Joohyun asked. Her voice was low and full of a resentment that she no longer could hide. 

Her hand absentmentaly cleaned the stupid tears falling from her eyes, l