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Marco awoke, seeing Liliana still asleep and sighing lightly. |
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"You okay?" She muttered, half-asleep. |
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"Hm?" He asked, rubbing his eyes. "You're awake?" Marco asked, eyes widening as he pressed the button for the doctor as he'd been instructed too. |
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"Yeah." She responded. "What happened?" |
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"Don't know, came out of the shower, heard you fall, ran over, and you were conked out." Marco mused, yawning as the doctor walked in. "Ah good, you are awake." He mused, chuckling lightly as he went and checked her vitals. "Must say, you owe it all to that young man. You two in a relation of any kind? Feel like you would be," The doctor noted, Marco looking at Liliana before back at him. "Uh... no, not at all. I'm just working on her property, is all." He added, the doctor nodding as he stayed quiet in the awkward tension. |
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"He's a really good friend of mine. He's staying with me, helping out on the farm." Liliana stated. |
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-Which I wasn't just 'helping out on the farm', which I was actually with you and not just... there- He thought, earning an internal sign as he tried to make it seem he wasn't too fazed. "Is she going to be alright?" Marco asked, a smidge of concern slipping which he quickly masked. |
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"Yes. No permanent damage was done, only needed stitches in your forehead." The doctor stated. "You can go home within a couple of hours."
"So, nothing's wrong?" Liliana asked. (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!) |
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He let out a breath of relief, glad as he waited for everyone to stop talking so he could thank the man. "Nope, nothing's wrong. I'd suggest taking a ibuprofin or two a day if you get headaches, and come back if it gets infected." He noted, walking out. "Thank you so much," Marco called, very obviously glad she was okay. |
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Bright Sunshine with a few High Clouds
