“Sure, whatever lifts your skirt; just do it already!”
A dumb question, but a valid one nonetheless. But honestly? Who did she have to tell?
“Okay! Okay!”
With a sigh she injected the liquid into her arm, trying not to make a fool out of herself by cringing. She hated needles.
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