Sort of...supposed to be trying to leave that behind. [So much for that. There's still weird shit out there, and relaxing into a normal life has not been easy. And there are still times--rare, brief periods--where neither one of them can remember something but know a threat has been taken care of.
Marc looks at the hand on his arm. And back to the doctor. Wary. Scrutinizing.]
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Marc looks at the hand on his arm. And back to the doctor. Wary. Scrutinizing.]
We're lucky he looked you up.