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Kayla gently took one of Gale's hands |
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The medic carried on, pressing Gale's shoulder down to keep him still. |
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Eventually the medic finished, noting the sedation would wear off soon before leaving. Soon I awoke, everything hazy and blurry. "...Kay...?" |
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Kayla waited with him. "Hey, babe. How you feeling?" She asked, Malakai asleep in her right arm while Kayla held Gale's hand with her left hand. |
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"Like I'm still there," I muttered, squeezing my eyes shut. |
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"Not really," I groaned into my arm, flinching as I flicked my eyes open when the medic walked in, offering an assuring smile. "Good to see your awake, Mr. 58 Lashes-and-Counting." He murmured, raising his brows as he asked me a few assessment questions before leaving. I kept quiet, the number 58 echoing over and over in my head. I looked over at Kayla for a moment, then looked at Malakai for even longer before flicking my gaze away, sighing quietly as I realized how much trouble I was about to be in. "I made a deal." |
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She held her breath. "What kind of deal, Gale?" SHe asked, dropping his hand |
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I swallowed, avoiding her gaze as I tucked my arm under my other. "Well..." I trailed off |
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Crisp, Clear, and Cool
