The old chief dismissed the interns with a final, stern warning: she and Dr. Cooper would soon evaluate their performances, and some of them could face removal for failing to meet expectation.
Amidst the brewing anxiety, Rita broke the silence with an impromptu dance. It was an absurd sight—her arms flailing in exaggerated circles, her feet stomping erratically like she’d lost all sense of rhythm. She waved her clipboard in the air as if it were a victory flag.
Vivian couldn’t hold it in. A laugh burst out of her, sharp and sudden, as she clutched her stomach. The laughter grew until tears welled in her eyes, her body doubling over as she tried—and failed—to compose herself. “Girl,” she managed between gasps for air, “what the f**k are you doing?”
Rita, undeterred by Vivian’s incredulit
