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| - | After several more attempts of knocking on the door, you realize that the doctor must have not been inside. You turns the knob anyway and the door unlocked, guess the doc is just out for a short while. Tim Robbins guides you to the bed and sits you on the edge with your legs dangling freely.
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| - | Glad that your leg can now rests as you wait for the doctor to return, you noticed that your companion is rummaging through the supply cabinet. Confused with what he is doing, you observes him for a while before he comes back to you with a roll of bandage, cotton bud, antiseptic and a scissors.
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| - | You raises your eyebrows as he pulls a chair in front of you before sitting on top of it, "What are you doing?"
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| - | The guy doesn't even look up as he opens the antiseptic and applies it to your wound, you hisses slightly from the sharp pain, as he answered, "First Aid."
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| - | Your eyebrow rises up to your hairline as you asked incredulously, "First aid? Do you even know what you're doing?"
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| - | This time, Tim does raise his face to look at you before rolling his eyes silently as he lowers them once again, "I has plenty of practice." as he continues his work, you has to admit that it DOES look like he knows what he's doing.
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| - | Once he finishes applying the antiseptic, he unrolls the bandage and wraps it around your bruise tight enough for it not to unravel by itself but not so tight that you'd be feeling uncomfortable.
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| - | He finishes up the treatment by putting the last strip of the bandage into a knot to make sure that it won't slip off before standing up, "Try standing up, now."
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| - | Still in shock, you slowly gets down from the bed unto the floor... and your surprise raises another notch as you relize its not longer hurting. You looks up and notices that Tim already has his school bag on his shoulder as he speaks, "the discoloring might stay for a few more days but you should be able to move around okay by tomorrow though I suggest taking time off from cheerleading until its healed completely. Well, see ya."
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| - | You stare and follows Tim with your eyes, still too shocked to believe what has happened. You snaps out of your shock when you sees him turning the knob of the door to exit.
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| - | *[[Hight School Female Cheerleader: Infirmary | Stop him]]
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| - | *[[Hight School Female Cheerleader: Infirmary | Don't stop him]]
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