FTEC, Friday
Friday, May 8th, 2015 04:27 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Atticus didn't get to stop by the clinic as often as he wanted to, but he'd made up a new batch of medicinal teas this week, and the weather was nice enough that he could sit at the desk and have the door open, letting the smell of herbal goodness waft outside. He had a book in his hands as he propped his feet up on the desk, some trashy thing that was going to be a fast and entertaining read. He didn't imagine anyone would need help since things had been quiet on the island, but he also knew better than to assume at this point.
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