How fucking appropriate. The reception nurse keeps looking over at me and smiling, she's got that 'I think I know you' look on her face. Which is exactly what I need right now. Recognition, fan-fucking-tastic. I pull my ball cap lower and make myself as small as I can in my chair cursing Terina with every passing minute. Finally she arrives and after check in, she brings the clipboard with a million medical questions over to me. “Thanks for coming, Des.” She sits in the empty seat to my right and kisses my cheek. “Are you fucking kidding me? You don't get to kiss me.” I stare at her coldly. “Sorry, Des. This is just a weird situation and I don't know…” “I know. I'm sorry.” I truly am. I feel like shit for scolding her when I am at just as much fault as she is. “I need to ask you a question before I go any further with this…” I wave my hand back and forth between the two of us, “situation.”
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