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[magicbone]

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I'm 22 and Andrew is talking a little and Warren was here for it too. that is um basically all I need. baruch hashem times infinity.

what comes next is the hard part I guess. I just want to stay here and help him. and there's all this stuff I need to do but for now it's going to have to wait.



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he's awake.

um. since a little while ago. it...yeah. he's pretty beat up and um drifting in and out. I don't know how long that'll last before he's out again, and um it's just Warren and I with him right now, but I bet in the next few days when he starts making sense, he'd like to see that people are um, relatively okay. I mean. he's Andrew, you know, he'll freak out about that sort of thing once he finds out there was a fight, but I just. don't have it in me to tell him right now. I'll let Warren do that. eventually.

holy cats, babbling. um, I just thought I'd tell you all.


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okay. I can breathe alright now. so many people got hurt. um, this is probably the first of many many many times I'll say it but. I'm sorry. to everyone. I know this isn't about us anymore but I'm still sorry. things are going to be okay now.

at least the weather is nice?

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[magicbone]

um I think I explained this like eight times but he's my best friend.

[giantego]

Oh, that makes it all okie dokie then! SNORE. Go home, Finkelstein, you're a liability.

[magicbone]

I um. got permission. before you um got here. sorry?

[giantego]

Righty right, of course that makes it okay for the lookie-loos to jump all over the new doctor when he comes in to check on HIS PATIENT. Because you must know what's best for him, right? Sitting bedside is approximately the same of four years of college, four years of medical school, and nearly twenty years at the most hellish teaching hospital on the planet. You're practically a doctor already! In fact, why don't I take off this shiny white coat and hand it down to you? Like a torch! A beacon of medical excellence! You deserve it, my friend. Here, let's take this masking tape, write your name on it, and cover mine up. Doctor Kabbalah Whinesalot! That can be your name, because God knows I can't be bothered to remember what it actually is. Don't you feel official now? Here. The job's all yours. Have fun with the patients, and try not to kill anyone and-slash-or get yourself killed, although at this point, the latter would make my job a whole hell of a lot easier.

Also. Kid. If you keep praying? I will snap your neck.

[magicbone]

okay um I'll see you on the night shift I guess.

[giantego]