#ft.warren

[donewithflare]

No Rest For The Wicked

who: Zaya & Warren @oflimercnces where: Sleep Clinic when: 3rd January 2024

The whole New Year, New Me was absolute bullshit to Zaya. The mere changing of digits on a date did not magically wipe the slate clean and all blunders of the time before were suddenly forgiven. If anything the crossing over into another year was a reminder that she was getting older. No longer in her "flirty thirties" or whatever the fucking cheesy name it was given. She was a in her 40s and knew damn well that she needed to look after herself. To be at the peak of excellence and sustain that Zaya knew damn well that all came down to taking care of herself. Being an Solider turned Level I Agent she was no damn fool to what a healthy lifestyle looked like. Most of it came down the basic fundamentals: diet, hydration, exercise, mental health and rest.

Her own New Year's Traditions were simple: Health Check ups. Not that exciting right? Living a long healthy life sounded pretty fucking exciting to her. So she took it upon herself to get the bases covered. Lately, sleep had not been coming to easy with her. A lot of tossing and turning or staring blankly at the ceiling. And the times that she did sleep, well it wasn't fucking peaceful to say the fucking least. So getting help with her sleep was top priority. Booking the earliest appointment that she could with some sleep specialist online Dr. Suwan or something. Zaya only wanted the best and she hoped Dr. Suwan was going to be the fucking best. The only time she was actually willing to be open was with people it was those who were in a professional state too. She was a private person but she wasn't an idiot or difficult when it came to her own health.

Zaya waits around in the doctors office office looking at some of the general health posters for her own amusement. She paces the room until she hears the door unclick,"What's up Doc?" Zaya gives him a little salute,"Zaya Dolma," she gives her full name before chewing her inner check,"Or Agent Flare if you know that name." Normally disclosing that helped bind the patient-doctor confidentiality whilst cutting the crap of battle scars, scratches. Especially all the side effects off the powers on her hand. Cut the crap and get to the reason she was here for.