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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 0:07:04 GMT -5
"...you really shouldn't do that to yourself," she said quietly.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Jul 12, 2015 0:15:12 GMT -5
Curt sighed.
"It's been a while since I last had a vacation. I'm playing catch-up."
It had been with Martha, and the boy had been seven years old then, old enough to enjoy the change of scenery more than his parents did.
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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 0:16:41 GMT -5
"Nina's already had some unpleasant surprises today, sir, and I just... worry."
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Post by Dr. Connors on Jul 12, 2015 0:23:28 GMT -5
"She's a resilient girl," Curt said helplessly, spreading his hand on the tabletop. The last thing she needed was another decrepit suitor; he hardly knew what to make of his primary romantic competition, and he couldn't bear to think on it too long.
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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 0:27:33 GMT -5
"Okay," Megan said doubtfully. "I just- I get a little hypervigilant, I suppose."
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Post by Dr. Connors on Jul 12, 2015 0:37:17 GMT -5
"Did she take a phone call earlier?"
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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 0:38:28 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know."
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Post by Dr. Connors on Jul 12, 2015 0:40:23 GMT -5
"I'm -- afraid that she might have."
How would Curt have known? Was she supposed to notify him when her awful whirlwind ex-lover opted to intrude into her life once more? It would have been nice, but it wasn't -- realistic, and if he'd only woken earlier, kept up with her better...
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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 0:42:20 GMT -5
"I'm sorry- it's probably my fault-"
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Post by Dr. Connors on Jul 12, 2015 1:07:55 GMT -5
"No, no -- whatever happened this morning, it's a preexisting difficulty I'm worried about."
Ah, yes, a difficulty.
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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 1:18:54 GMT -5
"...seriously, do you want a preemptive Advil or something? I'm getting a headache just watching you drink that."
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Post by Dr. Connors on Jul 12, 2015 1:22:22 GMT -5
Curt rattled with dry laughter.
"It couldn't hurt."
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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 1:26:32 GMT -5
With a stern sort of expression, she got up from the table and went to where she had left her bag.
"If I'm not allowed to self-destruct in peace, nobody on this island is."
She brought him the pills and a glass of water, pointedly moving his drink away in the process.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Jul 12, 2015 1:48:59 GMT -5
Curt swallowed a couple dry. That had turned out to be a useful skill all on its own.
"Thank you, Megan."
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Post by Megan on Jul 12, 2015 17:56:18 GMT -5
"And the water," she said. "You can burn a hole in your throat that way."
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