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... p> It's like saying someone is a good gymnast because they did 7 backflips while jumping for their death.
Which, in my opinion, is a yikes.
"Well, why don't you have a seat?"
Anyway, since I'm left with no choice but to finish my task before going to sleep, I might as well be fast as fuck about it.
"Sure," Arteria complied and sat on the chair beside my table.
I inserted the needle and just like before, I extracted a bottle's worth of blood from her.
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