She turned her amber gaze towards the clock on the wall and she silently wondered if she had time to sneak a cigarette before the doctor arrived. She was flipping through her purse, trying to find the pack that she had hidden from herself. She was trying to quit and was impatient with herself. So much so that if she had to dig around too much she would give up and go on to do something else. It sucked when she got the pack of cigarettes out, but failed in finding a lighter.<br/><br/>This time, her fingers found the white bic lighter first, but she was soon disturbed. Juno jumped, dropping her purse and thus spilling the contents across the floor. A makeup case, cigarette case, wallet, keys, a few batteries, mints and a few more personal items all clattered to the floor.<br/><br/>Cursing, the blonde-haired doctor crouching down as she replied, “come in,” to who she guessed would be the doctor that was helping her get settled in.<br/><br/>“Hi,” she told him, standing up to greet him with an offered hand. For a moment, her spilled bag was forgotten. Yes, she needed to relax and take things more in stride, but it was her first real job and it meant a lot to her to prove that she was not some kid in over her head.<br/>