[ WP ] Four men , completely unrelated and different from each other , are hiding in a cramped closet for various reasons . What the hell are those reasons that they are now hiding in a closet with three other strangers ?

Will neared the room, begging his hands to stop shaking around the clipboard. He had done so much to finally get this job. There was no backing out just because of some stupid nerves. He saw one of the senior doctors walk out from the elevator, eyes on her own clipboard. Feeling queasy and out of breath, Will ducked into a different room: the supply closet. 
 
 Pussy. That ’ s what he was. Now he was deeper in trouble! 
 
 He took the surgical mask off and let himself breathe for a bit. God. He put his face in his hands and let himself have a moment of warm darkness. 
 
 The door opened and closed quickly. 
 
 Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. If anyone knew he was hiding here… God, what a mess on his first day. 
 
 He could hear someone else ’ s harsh, ragged breath. 
 
 “ Fuck! ” the other person exclaimed, breathing harder. “ Jesus, ” he wheezed. “ Sorry, you gave me quite a scare there, doctor, with your face hidden like -- ” He stopped and lowered his voice to a whisper. “ Didn ’ t even know anyone was in here. ” 
 
 Will kept silent. Would it seem weird if he went out of the room with his face in his hands? Why the fuck had he taken the mask off? If the man went to report him to a superior... 
 
 “ Say, doctor, are you ok? ” 
 
 Shit, he was already weird. “ Yup, ” he muttered behind his hands. “ I ’ m just… I ’ m just tired. ” 
 
 “ Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting your naptime? I ’ ll be out soon. I mean, I ’ m not even supposed to be out of bed, much less in this closet, but doctor, it ’ s my mother. God, is she a nag! She ’ s probably overjoyed that I ’ m confined in this hospital and can ’ t escape her for the first time in thirty years. Going on about, if you hadn ’ t done this, this, and this when you were young, then you would be perfectly healthy like your Uncle Jim! I mean, come on! 
 
 “ Sorry, doc. I ’ ll keep quiet. But can you really nap like that? Looks awfully uncomfortable. ” 
 
 “ I ’ m fine, ” Will gritted out. 
 
 “ Yeah, ok, then. Sorry. ” 
 
 Will ’ s heartbeat quickened again as a thought entered his head. “ You should probably go back. Your mom is probably looking for you…. And the nurses. ” The nurses, for sure, wouldn ’ t let him be. 
 
 “ I will, I will. Just give me a moment, doc. But hey, don ’ t they have actual beds at this hospital you can sleep on? I saw it on -- ” 
 
 The door opened again. 
 
 “ Oh. I didn ’ t know anyone was -- All right, ” the newcomer said, and Will heard the door whooshing to be closed again. 
 
 But then he heard the smack of its closing being stopped and, “ Hey, wait a minute, guy. Jesus, are you crying? Look, come here. “ 
 
 The door closed and two new pair of feet shuffled in, much to Will ’ s irritation. The guy had been about to leave! Why the fuck did Motormouth Mcgee over here intervene? 
 
 “ I ’ m not crying, ” the guy said, his wobbly voice forecasting some major waterworks. “ I ’ ve got… allergies. ” Then he forced a strange cackle before breaking down and weeping uncontrollably. 
 
 “ There there, ” Motormouth said as he presumably either thumped him in the back or punched him repeatedly in the stomach. Will hoped it was the latter. “ What is it buddy? I was a wreck, too, when I first got my diagnosis. ” 
 
 “ It ’ s my wife… ” 
 
 More thumping went on, and Motormouth said, “ Let it all out, buddy. Let it all out. Life ’ s the pits. ” 
 
 “ I just didn ’ t want to cry in front of her… ” 
 
 “ Yeah, I know that feeling. Do I know it well… Took me all I had to hold it in front of her. ” 
 
 “ It ’ s just… how could I be so stupid? I thought everything was going so well in life. I got flowers and a reservation because it ’ s our anniversary and -- ” Another harsh sob, and Will could smell the flowers he was talking about, too. They stunk up the whole room. “ And then she yells at me for coming to her workplace and not knowing she was allergic to flowers. How was I to know? ” 
 
 “ Oh for fuck ’ s sake, ” Motormouth said. “ You ’ re crying because your wife yelled at you? Son, I got like, three months to live. And how the fuck did you not know your *wife* is allergic to flowers? Did you never give her any during the entire time you were dating? ” 
 
 New Guy wailed. “ It ’ s not my fault! I met her in real life a week ago for our wedding! She didn ’ t say anything about my e-flowers... ” 
 
 “ You said it was your anniversary, ” Will said, and the groaned inwardly for speaking up. 
 
 “ Yeah, our week anniversary. It was -- Wait, who are you? ” 
 
 “ The good doctor here is taking a nap, ” Motormouth said. “ Don ’ t disturb him. ” 
 
 “ God, you must know Danielle then. Please don ’ t tell Danielle that I cried. I know she hates betas. She used to date one and then -- ” 
 
 The door opened and closed again. Footsteps came in. Will let out a frustrated noise. Were there no other closets in this hospital or did Will have the worst luck? 
 
 “ What the fuck? Who the fuck are all of you? ” 
 
 “ Hey, buddy, there ’ s no need to curse, ” Motormouth said. “ And I ’ m just about at the end of my rope here, so don ’ t test me, son. ” 
 
 “ Dude, whatever. ” 
 
 “ Son -- ” 
 
 “ Shh, just chill out, man. I need everyone to shut up for three minutes. ” 
 
 “ Don ’ t shh me. Jesus, kids these days. I don ’ t know how they ’ re raising you -- ” 
 
 “ Really, dude! Shut up! Is there a light switch in this joint? Shit, is that a fucking doctor? Fuck. Are you with *her*? ” 
 
 Will did not reply, so Motormouth asked for him. “ Who are you talking about? ” 
 
 “ The bitch that tried to come at me with a needle. Talking about taking my blood sample. Like fuck, get out of here with that shit. I told my mom I ain ’ t sick. ” 
 
 “ Don ’ t talk about your mother that way, ” Motormouth said aggressively. 
 
 “ What, you don ’ t know her. ” 
 
 “ Was this female with the needle, was her name Danielle? ” the pathetic loser asked from the corner. 
 
 “ The fuck I know. Just shut up, will all of ya. ” 
 
 The lights went off, the kid presumably having finally found the light switch. Hallelujah, Will thought. The one good thing that happened in the last twenty minutes. 
 
 “ Hey, turn that back on, kid! ” Motormouth yelled. 
 
 “ Why? Y ’ all in here to hide, right? Or am I interrupting some gay ass orgy? ” 
 
 “ Watch your mouth! I have a -- ” 
 
 “ That ’ s what I thought. Now, really. Peeps must be looking for y ’ all, too. So best shut up. One can hide but four? Now that ’ s hard mode. ” 
 
 Motormouth finally decided that it was in his best interests to shut up. Will couldn ’ t believe that it was the kid who convinced him. Or maybe the kid had duct taped his mouth, who knows. 
 
 “ Ok, but was the nurse named Danielle? ” 
 
 “ For fuck ’ s sake! ” Motormouth and Will yelled. 
 
 It was that moment Will heard the door open. 
 
 “ Kyle, there you are. Your mom has been looking all over for you. She already told me you ’ re afraid of needles. It ’ s ok, a lot of people are. ” 
 
 “ What? ” Kyle said. “ I ’ m not afraid of no needle! Mooommmm! ” 
 
 “ Danielle? ” Loser squeaked. 
 
 “ Rob? What are you doing here? I told you to go home! And you ’ re still holding those flowers! Achoo! Fucking leave before I call security! ” 
 
 “ I ’ m sorry, Danielle! I ’ ll make you dinner! I ’ ve got a whole menu planned. ” 
 
 “ Okay, just go already! ” The squeak of feet and -- “ Kyle! Wait! Achoo! ” And Will heard Danielle dash after him. 
 
 “ I might as well hang myself now, ” Loser said. 
 
 “ Well, no better place than the closet, buddy. ” Motormouth gave Loser a hearty slap. Will heard him leave, but not before stopping to say, “ Have a nice day, doc. Better go before this sonofabitch offs himself. Hope this bonding experience means you ’ ll sneak me real food sometimes. ” 
 
 And now, Loser and him were the only one left. At this rate, Loser would really hang himself in the closet and that ’ d be a real mess. 
 
 “ Look, ” Will said, “ why don ’ t you throw the flowers out and go make her dinner? She seemed real excited about it. ” 
 
 “ Really? ” Loser said, perking up. 
 
 No, you poor, poor sap, thought Will, but his voice said, “ Yup. ” 
 
 “ I hope so. I even stalked her Pinterest page for her favorite recipes. ” 
 
 “ Sounds fantastic. ” 
 
 “ Ok! I ’ d hug you but I heard that creeped people out -- ” 
 
 “ Yup. ” 
 
 “ Ok, bye. ” 
 
 Loser closed the door after him, and Will slowly removed his hands from his face and put the mask back on. Good. It looked like nobody else was ninja-ing it in the room. He shook his head. God, what a day. 
 
 He cracked the door open a bit and tried to hear and see if anyone was heading that way. The hallway was silent. 
 
 Will left the closet and went into room 741 like he was supposed to thirty or so minutes ago. There were no other doctors or patients there, just Mr. Donovan, waiting for him. Of course, he wasn ’ t actually waiting. Mr. Donovan had been in a coma for the last week and probably didn ’ t know anything that was going around him. If he had, he surely would have called for help as Will turned off the ventilator.
