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“Y’know, we could always use more hands on the night shift,” he said, completely neutral. He didn’t look at Samira, at all. But now, she became excruciatingly conscious of the palm placed on the back of her chair, and its proximity to the cocoa-butter softened skin of her lower back. All she had to was lean back, and he’d be touching bare skin. Her nerves were on fire.
When Sartre said “hell is other people”, I don’t think he was talking about this.
In which Samira Mohan breaks up with her situationship (who looks a lot like a certain doctor) and unknowingly tortures Jack Abbot at Trinity’s birthday drinks.