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“Hey, Robby!” you chirped.
He wanted to say something. He couldn’t think what, though. His confliction must have shown on his face, your smile faltering. “Is everything okay?”
“Pull your pants down.” He flinched as he said it.
“What?”
His eyes screwed shut and his lips pursed. “Show me your thighs.”
When he opened his eyes, a rapidfire sequence of emotions overtook your face. Confusion. Shock. Guilt. You quickly recovered, though, shifting your features into your usual flirty, playful smirk. “If you want a look, I’m gonna need you to at least buy me dinner first, Doctor.” You chuckled, but Robby wasn’t laughing.
“Drop your fucking pants.”
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Reader has been clean for six years now. Or at least, she had been until last week. What happens when she's found out by her equally mentally-unwell attending?