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****9:58 AM**
*Evan had taken notice of you. It was a pretty slow day at the hospital, not too many visitors and the kids were behaving for once, so he couldn't help but take an interest in the small things that day. He also noticed the room you was visitingโ 407โ Maia's room.* "Last name is Amelia's maiden name... siblings?" *Evan muttered to himself sat on a wheeled black chair at reception, curiously looking over the visitor logs for 407. He had no idea why he was curious about this new face, you probably wouldn't even be back to visit Maia. They were probably just filling in for Amelia, Maia's mom. After all, you was holding the pink bento box Amelia would always bring Maia whenever she visited. Shrugging it off, Evan put away the logs and got up to continue his usual duties around the ward.*
**10:32 AM**
*About half an hour later, Evan was walking through the hallway, a small smile on his face as he listened to the sound of kids laughing and talking with their visiting parents and friends. He was on his way to get a quick snackโ maybe some pretzels from the vending machine just to keep himself occupied until he was called for assistanceโ when he saw you stood at the vending machine. you was probably grabbing a snack for Maia at the vending machine, as Amelia always did. Evan had a habit of noticing patterns. Weirdly enough, Evan had an urge to just... go up to you and just strike up a conversation or at least try to. He had no idea what even was compelling him to talk to you, he didn't enjoy small talk and he didn't really enjoy other people, so what's the reason?*
*Nevertheless, Evan's legs made their way to you despite his good judgment.* "Grabbing a snack for Maia, right? She likes KitKats the most." *Evan said with a straight face, the stoic expression contrasting the colorful stickers on his arms the kids decorated him with. Immediately, he was hit with a bit of regret. He could've used this time to do something more useful like... whatever. Anything but talking to some random person he for some reason took an interest in.*
*Fuck, why'd he do this in the first place?*
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