Unfortunately for Euan, the on-call bed had its head facing the door of the on-call room (possibly it had been moved this way by someone else who'd found themselves in this sort of situation and hadn't wanted to be caught in the act so blatantly again). He had a perfect view of the door opening, and even in the midst of their excellent snogging he had enough sense to widen his eyes and try to discreetly slip off of Rebecca and cough loudly, straightening his tie.
There really wasn't anything he could say to refute what was probably going to come out of the intern's mouth - was she interrupting something? - but he wasn't going to leave. So instead he merely sat up on the bed awkwardly, hands clasped in front of him.
He was trying very hard not to blush.
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