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“Yeah, it’s bad. I need to give you a shot, Jim.”
“How bad?”
“Well, nothing I can’t fix.” Bones laughs.
“Good. Thanks, Bones.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Bones leaves to get the needed medicine and returns just… to see the ripped shirt of Kirk’s all the way down to his navel.
“Ya know, I am not a seamstress.”
“Well, I thought I needed to expose some skin, you know, for the hypo.”
Bones rolls eyes and pushes the hypo against Jim’s arm. Jim flushing lightly. Guess he read the signs wrong somewhat.
“Next time, just take the shirt off, okay.”
“Yeah… anywho, thanks Bones!”
Jim quickly leaves. Bones starts laughing at the incident.
“Well, guess I know better now, for next time.”
Guess the invite could have been clearer after all?