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[datswhatshesaid]

Gene's girlfend Fred is dead. At the clinic.

Funeral at 4. Pastor needed.

[ooc: So someone tried to sneak into the Clinic, and caught a glimpse of Fred in her coma.]

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[live_ringer]

...

[Urge to throttle RISING.]

...There are so many things wrong with you, and with this entry, that I cannot even begin to count them.

[datswhatshesaid]

How can you say that when she's gone? She's your girlfriend... and she's my friend, and it sucks. It really sucks, okay?! [A few ink splatters- written with excess ink]

[live_ringer]

[Part of what's got Gene so pissed is that after the reveal of Boss's 'brilliant' idea, Gene can't be entirely sure Boss hasn't shifted the funeral idea to Fred in some misguided attempt at humour.

...But then again, Boss is probably not this good of an actor.]

Boss, as of five hours ago, when I stopped by Wellspring, she was none of those things.

Answer me this, bright guy: did you bother checking the vitals?

[datswhatshesaid]

She is, because she's gone. How many times do I have to say it?

No, I didn't, because they wouldn't let me get near her.

[live_ringer]

Smart medics.