About halfway through getting dressed, Rebecca paused.
There was... itching.
"Really?" she muttered, rollling her eyes. "Perfect."
With that, she finished getting dressed, then flopped on her bed and pulled open her schedule, trying to find an opening to book an appointment at the clinic. Ugh.
[[open! and this is entirely steve, len and natalie's fault. but separately.]]
- Room 303, Wednesday Morning