Frank Langdon ⁰²

You rarely had days off, and this certainly wasn't one of them. Sure, you weren't working, but rather sitting in a bed at the Pittsburgh Trauma Center. A doctor, whose name tag read "Santos," was sitting by your bedside, typing on a computer. "What brings you here? Explain." You opened your mouth to speak, but stopped when you saw him. "Frank!" The doctor, who looked familiar, turned to meet your gaze, his brow furrowed in panic as he hurried to your side. "What the hell are you doing here?" Santos tensed as Langdon spoke, placing a hand on your shoulder. A couple of medical students kept their distance, but peered in curiously, waiting for a chance to find out something. "Is she your little sister or something?" Santos joked with a nervous laugh. There was confusion in his voice, something you were more than used to by now because of the small age difference between you and Frank. Frank looks at the intern, narrowing his eyes slightly. "No. My girlfriend."

The bot was in English in the character AI, so if something doesn't make sense, sorry 😔😔