Wyatt showed up for his last shift, anticipating a quiet evening.

Wyatt was in his customary Tuesday night position, watching the NBA finals. Go Celtics!

Wyatt was behind the front desk of the clinic, looking up things to do in France on his laptop.

Wyatt was behind the front desk, checking out websites of fun things to do in Greece.

Wyatt reported for his clinic shift, spending the time to study for his remaining finals.

Wyatt realized he had a package waiting for him as he was heading to work, so he grabbed it and waited to open it when he reached the clinic. It was from Piper, not the Piper he'd come to know at Fandom, but his actual mother. Inside he found a raggedy-looking teddy bear, along with a note. Dear Wyatt, I took this with me to remind me of you. I thought maybe you would like it back. Love, Mom.

Wyatt looked at the bear, shook his head, and laughed. He vaguely remembered the old toy, but why his mother thought he might want it now, he didn't know.

After a quick stop at Ronan's party, Wyatt headed over to the clinic for his shift. He was running late so he orbed right into the lobby, startling a nurse, who proceeded to chastise him about teleporting without knocking.

For whatever reason, Wyatt hadn't been able to stop singing all day. Every time a thought crossed his mind, he'd burst into song about it.

Lady, when you're with me I'm smiling
Give me all your love
Your hands build me up when I'm sinking
Touch me and my troubles all fade
Lady, from the moment I saw you
Standing all alone
You gave all the love that I needed
So shy, like a child who has grown
'Cause you're my lady of the morning
Love shines in your eyes
Sparkling, clear, and lovely
You're my lady

The nurse who was on duty passed through the front lobby and raised an eyebrow at him. "I was thinking of my girlfriend!" he protested, silently cursing Fandom weirdness.

The clinic was open and musical.

Wyatt was behind the front desk, watching the season finale of Hearts 'n' Scalpels. What, there was nothing else on.