Fandom Clinic, Monday 6/9
Monday, June 9th, 2025 12:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Stark was at the clinic Monday morning for his regular shift just as he always was. He had coffees for the nurses just as he always did.
"Were you yourselves this weekend?" he asked the nurses. A series of shrugs, nods, and headshakes followed.
Stabby nodded vigorously. Which looked weird, because crab. Maybe too vigorously. Was the crab being suspicious? Probably. He usually was.
The clinic was open, the crab was slightly too cheerful, and the alien was in.
"Were you yourselves this weekend?" he asked the nurses. A series of shrugs, nods, and headshakes followed.
Stabby nodded vigorously. Which looked weird, because crab. Maybe too vigorously. Was the crab being suspicious? Probably. He usually was.
The clinic was open, the crab was slightly too cheerful, and the alien was in.