Fandom Clinic; Thursday [11/16].

[outofthequiver]

Libby was determined to not get distracted by anything the nurses or Stabby was doing that wasn't directly related either to her learning modules or her duties here at the clinic. There'd been far too much of that lately, and she was a little worried, because, even though she still had a semester to go through, she knew she'd practically blink and time would be up. But she kept noticing Stabby watching something on his phone and, eventually, she couldn't help but lean in, peek into his tank and over his shoulder, and see what had captivated him so much.

And then sucked in a deep, steading breath, because now her fingers were practically itching with the urge to google 'can crabs even eat cake?' instead of doing her work.

But she would be strong! She would not fall down that rabbit hole. Crabbit hole?

Crabbit hole. That's what she was calling it now, absolutely.

The Clinic is open!