It was remarkable how comfortable a rickety, twin-sized bed could be when you were with someone you cared about. Rebecca didn't mind squeezing onto the mattress in the on-call room, she had no qualms about pressing close to Euan. Her arm lazily laid across his chest and she wondered if there was any chance in the world that neither of them would be called to tend to a patient. Of course, Rebecca knew that with every passing minute of the day another fool got it into himself to attempt to perform some cosmetic magic to himself or--found themselves impaled by a unicorn or some other exotic creature. Her hopes weren't high, but Rebecca was finding herself more optimistic than ever before; maybe fate would give them just a few more minutes before the rush of the hospital forced them apart.

Oh, she was day dreaming again. Rebecca pushed closer to Euan, enjoying his slight grip around her and she tilted her head up to kiss his chin. Never had she been so infatuated with a boy, and Merlin help her if she could explain why. Euan was honestly the most aggravating person she'd ever met, but Rebecca found some strange...sense within all of it. She knew she wasn't particularly easy to deal with, and the fact that he was willing (more than willing, really) to deal with her was quite a lovely change indeed.

Plus, her mother simply adored him.

Rebecca kissed him again, wondering just how they should use up their more-than-likely last minutes of quiet.