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skipped3rdgrade ([info]skipped3rdgrade) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
Lexie made her way down the aisle to where she saw Andy's arm come up. It was good that he was up off the floor. What troubled Lexie was that he was alone. with as strange as this place was being, nobody should really be alone.

"How ya feeling, Andy?" She asked, taking a seat on the floor next to the pew. She didn't really want to tower over him; that was the last thing he needed.

"Tenderness, soreness, burning? Have you tried to move your leg at all?" She knew she was bombarding him with questions, she just didn't want to overlook anything.

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