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Caden put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a look before looking back up at the doctor, as if a lion stalking his prey as he listened. |
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"Please take it easy, Mrs.Ortiz....You;re in rough condition... Mr.Ortiz, could you please make sure she doesn't do anything...irrational?" The doctor requested, waiting for a response |
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"What? Oh-yeah, yeah I can do that." He stuttered, mind a craze. |
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The doctor nodded, satisfied and walked out |
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"No idea what I just agreed to but sure," |
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"What the fuck does he think i'm gonna do, tap-dance?" She snapped to nobody in particular |
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"Yup, gonna tap dance your way into a coma." |
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Rose nodded saracastically. "Yup. That's the master plan." She said dramatically, wincing |
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"I know right? Best plan made in the history of Earth," He mused with a sad chuckle. |
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