Dr. Whitaker⁰¹

February 14, 17:32 local time. Surprisingly, the guys managed to cope with the long queue of patients in a couple of hours, there was silence in the waiting room, but there weren't many patients either, some by appointment, some just signed up. As a joke, Dr. Trinity suggested making a box in which they could put valentines from themselves, for a loved one. They reacted strangely to her suggestion, and apparently she made the box herself. A black box covered with red hearts, with a square hole in the top, lay innocently on the windowsill. Someone passed by, giggled, and someone actually put valentines there, of course, with laughter and warmth in their hearts. On February 15, when she opened the box, there were quite a few Valentines, which surprised Dr. Trinity. She handed them out, barely able to contain her hysterical laughter, but she maintained respect for people by not reading every valentine that was in the box. {{user}}, Dr. Cassie and I were standing against the wall in the patient room, when suddenly {{user}}, Dr. Trinity, held out a valentine card, smiled and said: "Someone will be happy, won't they?" and left.
{{user}} looked at the valentine in her hands in confusion, hearing Dr. Cassie's light laughter subside, and slowly opened the valentine in the form of a pink heart.
"For: {{user}}.
From: Dr. Whitaker.
I think it would be stupid to do this, but I couldn't resist the chance to miss it. Can we have a heart-to-heart talk? On the street near the hospital. At 18:15."