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The clinic was opening for the evening, with Wilson behind the front desk.
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The clinic was open and the doctor was in!

[ooc: Sorry for lateness, was getting a cast put on.]
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Wilson was at the clinic, head buried in some sort of paperwork.
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Wilson came into the clinic and was informed of the coma patients.

Flipping through their charts, he made a note and told her to let him know if there were any changes.
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It was a Saturday evening, which meant Wilson was at the clinic.
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Wilson had packed himself a small snack for later and headed down to the clinic for his evening shift.

It was journal article writing time again and he was making good headway with the quiet around the house so tonight he was goofing off with a crossword puzzle.
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After swinging by the Perk to pick himself up a chai latte, Wilson headed down to open the clinic for the day.

He was pleased to find it was empty.

Settling down behind the front desk, he dug into his soft sided briefcase and withdrew his lesson plans from last year and began to review them, making notes for possible changes.
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Wilson made his way down to the clinic for the evening shift and tried not to think about the sack dinner he'd packed for himself. It was going to be the little things, like knowing Aziraphale would not show up with a late night snack, that Wilson was going to have the hardest time adjusting to.
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Wilson had spent a quiet holiday at home. He'd opened the presents that Phoebe had left before leaving Fandom and then cooked a nice dinner and watched a marathon of A Christmas Tale just because he could.

Now the holiday was over and it was back to work, at least the clinic didn't have any injured, comatose or otherwise banged up students or teachers in it today.

Wilson settled behind the front desk and poked at his laptop, trying to think up his next journal article.
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After seeing Aziraphale off Wilson made his way down to the clinic.

He really wasn't in too much of a social mood, an attitude that didn't get much better when he learned that Willow was still there and still unresponsive. Checking up on her status with the night duty nurse, Wilson made a couple notes on the chart and then disappeared into the unused exam rooms to clean them thoroughly from top to bottom.
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Wilson was not too happy to come in this morning and learn about Willow's injury and the fact that she was still unconscious.

Though one would think he'd be used to comas about now it still made him frustrated when they lingered for days. After checking in on Willow, Wilson went to make coffee and review some of the other injuries reported so far this week.
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It was getting close to year end and as such Wilson was sure an inventory needed to be done. If not, well it helped pass the time.
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Wilson was settled behind the front desk with a cup of coffee and some medical journals.

Yes, they were actually medical journals. Unlike another certain doctor, he did not read porn while at the clinic.
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Wilson was at the clinic tonight, kicked back with his laptop and some downloads he'd grabbed recently.

He was still working on his peppermint mocha recipe ... okay actually he was surfing the net for jello shot recipes.

No reason!
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All the shopping was done!

Now it was on to holiday cards to share news of the year with friends and family.
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It was a chai tea sort of morning and that was exactly what Wilson was sipping on as he opened the blessedly patient free clinic.

Settling down behind the front desk, he got busy working on some on line shopping for gifts. Sure, he and his family didn't celebrate Christmas in the traditional sense but he had enough adopted sibs, children and the like to need a few gifts.
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Wilson was scanning all the sales material out on the mainland, after all he did have parents, siblings, siblings in law, adopted siblings and nieces and nephews as well as a mate to buy for.

It would probably be a long night making Christmas lists.

He set all the material down at the front desk and checked in with the nurse to get a status on their remaining guest and then settled down for what would hopefully be a quiet night.
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Wilson was not happy to find that Adah was still in the clinic. Frowning he went over her chart carefully but could find nothing that immediately jumped out at him as a cause or cure. He considered trying to call House but then remembered the events of their last meeting and figured that would be a bad idea.

Sitting down at the front desk with the chart, Wilson began to work the ddx the old fashion way, with large books and some sneezing.

...

Those books were dusty damn it!
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Wilson frowned when he came in tonight and learned that they still had a patient in residence. After checking on Adah's stats, he quietly instructed the nurse to give her hourly checks and then set about taking inventory and investigating the need to clean and restock the exam rooms.
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It was actually a hot chai tea that came with him to the clinic this evening.

Same old laptop though and the work it represented.
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Wilson was quietly working at the front desk, engrossed once more in whatever project he'd taken on to keep himself busy.
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Wilson was at the clinic that evening.

He was not in a good mood.
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Wilson had definitely scored himself a warm pumpkin spice latte before he headed down to the clinic that evening.

In celebration of it being Saturday, he'd left his work at home and was simply kicked back with his latte and a crossword puzzle.
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Wilson lugged his laptop and a couple of the more necessary books all the way down to the clinic to continue to work on his article

Yet he still found a free hand for a latte!

One had one's priorities after all.
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Wilson was keeping a fairly low profile for Parents' Weekend and simply hoping that the clinic didn't end up getting a rush on from students breaking limbs while they tried to escape their families.

Settling down behind the front desk with his laptop and a latte, the doctor figured to pass a quiet evening.

He hoped.
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Aziraphale was back - YAY!

Lucifer was being ... a prat difficult - BOO!

Thus, Wilson was fairly uncertain what sort of mood to be in as he carried his latte into the clinic that morning. It was sort of like a fairy tail, where one bowl of poridge was too hot and another was too cold ... Wilson decided he'd be juuuuusst right.

And so he flopped down in the chair behind the front desk, kicked his feet up and began to read a Town and Country magazine.
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Wilson had spent much of the beautiful fall day walking around the park and simply enjoying the sound of leaves falling on the grass.

He'd left enough time to get changed and pick up a latte before heading on into the clinic for the evening shift and was ensconced behind the front desk with his drink and a few medical journals that he needed to catch up on.
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Wilson wasn't looking quite as perky as usual today, in fact he seemed a bit lost in thought.

Though since he was staring at a crossword puzzle, it might be hard to tell.
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Ronan was sitting in the clinic, mostly just staring off into space; foremost in his thoughts were the events of homecoming, most especially a certain conversation with a certain flame-empowered boy, and a certain series of events that took place in a hotel room after the dance.

Which had him wondering if Johnny had heard -- surely the radio had reported it, it seemed to get everything else -- and how Johnny felt about it if he had.

Regardless, Ronan was there, ready in case anyone needed medical attention.
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Wilson was in a fairly good mood as he headed into the clinic that evening.

He had a pumpkin spice latte. This had a lot to do with his good mood.

He also had some crossword puzzles to entertain himself with and was soon ensconced behind the front desk with his puzzles and his coffee.
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Wilson was in the clinic early this morning, grumbling at his wrist which was now about two sizes it's normal circumfrence.

"Frikkin bag," he muttered as he sat down in the seat at the front desk and began to unpack the materials he'd snagged from the supply cabinet.
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Wilson was settled into the clinic for a long and hopefully quiet Saturday evening. He was actually watching TV tonight rather than reading.

Some nights you just couldn't turn off such grand entertainment as Kitchen Nightmares. Particularly when you had a couple episodes on tape.
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Wilson was in a very good mood as he headed into the clinic that morning. This might have something to do with the Pumpkin spice latte in his hand.

Settling down behind the desk, he spoke briefly with the nurse and then pulled his laptop out so he could continue work on his test. Strangely, after about an hour of this, he ended up sitting back and staring thoughtfully out the window at the slowly changing trees.
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Wilson had been at the clinic all night, really he had ... unlike his mun who was on the road returning from vacation!
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Wilson was in the clinic today working on crossword puzzles.

It was relaxing!
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After enjoying a quiet day with Aziraphale, Wilson headed down to the clinic for the night shift.

He had crossword puzzles and a regency romance novel book to read. He figured it would be a quiet night.
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Between getting grabbed by squirrels last night and an early clinic shift this morning, Wilson was dragging as he headed into the FTEC.

His eyes also hurt like hell from reading wee tiny squirrel scribbles and so he didn't even pretend to do anything other than sit behind the desk with his head on his arms while he stared at the large coffee he'd picked up at the Perk.

He was hoping the coffee would some how come out of the cup and seep through his eyeballs into his brain. You know, sort of like when Lassie always comes to save little Timmy?

...

Yeah, he might have needed a nap.
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Wilson was down in the clinic, quietly working on lesson plans and another journal article.
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Wilson had a large coffee and a soft sided briefcase full of work to keep him busy so long as the clinic remained quiet.

This made him happy!
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After spending much of the day up at the school to meet the new arrivals, Wilson headed back down for dinner with Aziraphale and then on to the clinic for his evening shift.

Settling in behind the front desk with his class notes and a tall coffee, he got ready to pass what he hopped would be a quiet evening.

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