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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Oct 26, 2009
- Location
- right where i belong
Kisa walked into the doctor's office twenty minutes before her appointment. Her green eyes scanned the waiting room, kids, teen, moms, elderly, all in various forms of waiting. The kids were in their own waiting room, filled with toys and games, books and a TV in a corner, showing Lion King. There was a fish tank as part of a wall, sucker fish moving slowly up and down the glass cleaning it thoroughly. Other fish swam lazily back and forth. One mother was reading to her daughter softly, the girl's eyes wide with the story unfolding before her.
Kisa smiled softly and walked up the receptionist, "Hello, I'm here for the ten-fiffteen. Kisa Lang." The receptionist nodded, and marked her in her appointment book before going back to typing, her fingers flying across the keys.
Kisa sighed and sat down in an empty seat, a brother and sister pair of twins ran past; one had a stuffed animal in her hand the other had a book. Kisa smiled wide as she watched them; she had always wanted children, but she never could manage to find a man who was worthy enough to take her virginity, they had always ended up as calm pricks or violent pricks. She shook her head and took out her DS and started to play her video game. Her light brown hair shielding her face from the world.
A nurse poked her head out, "Lang, Kisa." Kisa looked up and flipped the top close before following her down the sterile hallways to exam room four. "The doctor will be with you shortly."
Kisa nodded and sat on the stiff couch in the room. She saved her game and slid it into her black purse. She straightened her jacket over her perky C breasts, covering most of her Bad Religion shirt. She crossed her legs, her cords swishing as they slid together, her black doc martin boots dangling.
Kisa closed her eyes, she was twenty-three, but for fuck's sake! She hated doctors, she always had. She hated her physical even more. Even though it was necessary, she felt as if she was being violated. She tapped her manicured finger nails on her cords, the black nail polish glimmering in the harsh lights. "Will they just hurry up already?" she growled softly to the empty room.
Kisa smiled softly and walked up the receptionist, "Hello, I'm here for the ten-fiffteen. Kisa Lang." The receptionist nodded, and marked her in her appointment book before going back to typing, her fingers flying across the keys.
Kisa sighed and sat down in an empty seat, a brother and sister pair of twins ran past; one had a stuffed animal in her hand the other had a book. Kisa smiled wide as she watched them; she had always wanted children, but she never could manage to find a man who was worthy enough to take her virginity, they had always ended up as calm pricks or violent pricks. She shook her head and took out her DS and started to play her video game. Her light brown hair shielding her face from the world.
A nurse poked her head out, "Lang, Kisa." Kisa looked up and flipped the top close before following her down the sterile hallways to exam room four. "The doctor will be with you shortly."
Kisa nodded and sat on the stiff couch in the room. She saved her game and slid it into her black purse. She straightened her jacket over her perky C breasts, covering most of her Bad Religion shirt. She crossed her legs, her cords swishing as they slid together, her black doc martin boots dangling.
Kisa closed her eyes, she was twenty-three, but for fuck's sake! She hated doctors, she always had. She hated her physical even more. Even though it was necessary, she felt as if she was being violated. She tapped her manicured finger nails on her cords, the black nail polish glimmering in the harsh lights. "Will they just hurry up already?" she growled softly to the empty room.