Tick, tick, tick.
The plastic clock was featureless and white, with roman numerals instead of numbers in some vain attempt at looking classier than it actually was. Scott didn’t know how long he had been staring at the subtitles on the muted television showing infomercials. The clock and the receptionist’s click-click-click on her keyboard sounded too loud. His vinyl seat squeaked as he shifted his butt.
A poster enthused about the great hono
Organ Donations
By: LucifersChef