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WHO: Simon (for now), Shego, Anakin
WHERE: The clinic
WHAT: what?
Simon sat in his office, feet propped up on the desk. He was trying to see if he could throw his pencil and have it lodge in the ceiling.
Today was a slow day at the clinic, believe it or not. Simon found himself thinking fondly of chronic-alcoholic cyborgs and other bizarre patients.
WHERE: The clinic
WHAT: what?
Simon sat in his office, feet propped up on the desk. He was trying to see if he could throw his pencil and have it lodge in the ceiling.
Today was a slow day at the clinic, believe it or not. Simon found himself thinking fondly of chronic-alcoholic cyborgs and other bizarre patients.