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"Me too, physically." Gale joked, chuckling. |
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"trust me, I know" she said, offering a small smile |
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He smiled softly, another medic walking in and administering something into his arm via needle. |
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Kayla had an icy flare on her face now, on alert. "And that was?" She demanded |
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"Antibiotic, though, it may hurt. Still, we want to keep everything clean and non-infected. Even if it means pain." He explained, Gale nodding as a pained expression took place on his face. The man turned his face back away from Kayla so she wouldn't have to see the agony written in his expression, the medic walking out. |
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Kayla nodded, moving closer to Gale. "It's gonna be alright, love " |
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"Yup," He muttered, not looking at her. |
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She sighed, not wanting to fight him |
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"Why are you still here?" He asked after a moment, curious. "I mean, I enjoy your company but, at this point you're just watching a dead man." |
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"maybe but it's a dead man I love that will be okay enough to have my kids and be a father to our children" |
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