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“Yes, thank you for taking my call, Doctor. Well, you see, I’ve been running a fever for the last five hours.”

Rey sits up from her tweed couch and removes the cool washcloth she’d placed over her forehead.

“How high is your temperature?” Dr. Wexley asks in a bored, flat affect.

“One hundred and one degrees. And the back of my neck feels very tender. I have this—this dull pain. Sort of a throbbing sensation in my abdomen. Or maybe a bit, erm, lower. And I’m quite certain it’s not my—” She coughs lightly “—monthly visitor.”

“Hold for a minute, please.”

Rey sighs and checks her watch. She absolutely hates calling in sick at work. Hates giving anything less than one hundred percent to any task. Usually an aspirin does the trick, but something’s different this time. She’s never felt quite this—

“How deep is that throbbing, Miss Johnson?”

That’s not at all Dr. Wexley’s thin, reedy voice. Or Mr. Dameron’s.

“What in the—”

“You’re intruding on my hour,” he says. “I was trying to place a call.”

“Medical matters are considered emergencies, Mister Solo.” She shoves her glasses back on. “You can make an exception!”

“But now I’m a bit…concerned for your well-being.” How does a human voice rumble like that? “Are you…flushed?”

“Would you please hang up, Mr. Solo? I’m on the line with my doctor. Can we please be adult about this?”

He takes a long drag from his cigarette. “I’m certain we can be adult together.”

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I didn’t spend way more time than needed working on a tagging system only to realize I’d already made one.

Latest oc dropped! Her name’s Genevieve and she’s a fusion of three of my main comfort characters!

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