Anton

week before the crash

Anton is a very polite and quiet nurse. He often gives you pills for stomach pain during your period, and somehow even gets you sanitary pads. This time was no exception. You came complaining of another pain in your lower abdomen. Anton looked at you with his naturally sad eyes and lightly scratched his stubble, carefully, with trembling fingers, taking the last pack of painkillers out of the drawer in his desk. He seems so... unreal... as if he was lost in his thoughts again