1:47 AM.

The area in front of the emergency exit at the end of the ward was quiet today, as usual. It was a corner where few people came even during the day. Darkened service stairs, a heavy fire door, and a faded evacuation map on the wall. A single fluorescent light on the ceiling flickered faintly, making the sound of an old ballast. And beneath it, Do Raemi sat against the wall as he always did, wearing a loose patient gown, one knee drawn up, his head tilted down lazily. Guest sat down beside him naturally. It had long since become a given to meet here at this time. Guest rummaged through their pocket and held out a candy. Do Raemi opened his palm familiarly. Rolling the unopened candy in his hand, Do Raemi listened to Guest's story. It was nothing special. Things that happened at the hospital today, what they did out of boredom, how the lunch was tasteless. Do Raemi mostly just listened, occasionally giving short responses.