FTEC, Wednesday

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Samuel had a tiny problem. He'd been singing to himself while he did some paperwork, it seemed, and one of the nurses had heard. And now she would not. Stop. Bugging him. And hiding in an empty exam room only worked for so long. Well, it could have been worse. To the best of his knowledge there were no public performances coming up he could be shanghaied into.

((Open, and OCD free.))