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skipped3rdgrade ([info]skipped3rdgrade) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
"Pre-requisite to becoming a Doctor? Sure, you know they actually check your circulation to your hands when you apply to med school to be sure your hands will only get colder with age," she smiled warmly. Truthfully, her hands weren't usually all that bad, it was the snow that was getting to her. She wondered if the thrift store had mittens?

"I'd say you can start with about 15 minutes of walking, if you have to Andy. Though, you should really try and take it easy, OK? The crutches are mandatory for now. I'm not too confident in dental floss' ability to hold your stitches properly without care, if I'm being honest," Woah, where had that ramble come from? Oh, that's right, the need to prolong avoiding having the awkward conversation she'd been roped in to by Dean.

"Andy, you're not good to go, and you certainly shouldn't be alone," she said this with as much gravity as she felt she ought to inject into her features. He shouldn't be alone. Sepsis aside, what if one of those creatures came in and mauled him, then what would he do?

"Andy, give it to me straight, what's going on with you two? I only ask as your concerned doctor who needs someone reliable to watch out for you when I'm off being experimented on," she wanted desperately to flash a playful grin, though it somehow got lost in the back of her head. She was really hating Dean at this moment and she hadn't even met Dean.


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