Hi everyone, this is my first story on this site.
My apologies if this first part is a little short, this is the first time I’ve ever written something like this, so your feedback is greatly appreciated~
I hope you enjoy this story.

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Kiara walked briskly to work, clad in her baby blue scrubs and her tote bag swinging madly. She was nearly late for work at the hospital.
‘Crap! Five minutes to get up to the floor.’
She broke out into a light jog at this point, her sneakers slapping against the sidewalk. She sped up even faster as she saw the double doors open in front of her, weaving and dodging the many people who were either walking or getting themselves wheeled around. Dashing to the elevator, she punched the 14th floor, quickly pressing the button to close so that no one else would join her on the elevator. Panting heavily, she tried to compose herself, adding on her ‘tool belt’ comprised of the many things she would need as she did her work.
‘Stethoscope. Check. Pen, pencil and red pen. Check. Tape. Check. Needles and syringes. Check. I think everything is here?’ She looked up and saw she was on the tenth floor and quickly switched her shoes to her white Dr. Scholls shoes, and inwardly sighed as she picked up her shoes as the elevator dinged to the 14th floor. Her cell phone beeped shrilly and she realized that she had forgotten to turn it off. As the doors opened, she reached into her bag and stepped out of the elevator.
Instead of meeting air, she met a body. Kiara cried out, and she heard his grunt of surprise.
Her head spinning, she slowly rose, wincing inwardly and outwardly cringing at the sight. Her stuff was everywhere; her bag’s contents had spilled all over. Her head hurt from whatever body part she had walked into, and her rounded behind was throbbing underneath her. What was worse about the situation was that his stuff was scattered about too, and their sounds of surprise had two of the nursing staff quickly running over to see the commotion.
Kiara blinked as the world slowly stopped spinning. One of her co-workers, a sandy haired man called Jacob kneeled by her side.
“Kiara, are you alright?”
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Maybeth, a dark haired woman kneeled beside the person who Kiara had bumped into.
“Sir, are you hurt anywhere?”
He sighed and rubbed at his head. “Maybe a head bruise, but I don’t think that will show up on an MRI anywhere will it?” Maybeth smirked lightly. “No. But can you tell me what day it is today?”
He answered. “Wednesday.”
“Excellent. Can you tell me where you are right now?”
“The Napoli General Hospital.”
“Perfect. Can you give me your name?”
“Tony Jobs, Executive director of Finance.” Maybeth’s eyes opened slightly at this, but her professionalism took over and she nodded. “Excellent. It doesn’t sound like you’ll be suffering any memory loss, but can you just look into the light? Ah, good, thank you. Pupils are good. I would suggest you get yourself checked out still. You possibly have a concussion…”
Tony winced as he smiled. “Nothing two extra strength Advil won’t fix. Would you mind giving me a hand to…”
“Grab your things? Certainly.” Maybeth turned and started collecting his papers as Tony looked over to his bumpee. He felt a twinge of like for her immediately. She had a lovely chocolate complexion, her braids still luckily wrapped up in a neat bun around her head, but what caught his breath were her eyes.