FTEC, Friday... Afternoon (12/11)
All right, so John was a bit late to work today. It wasn't his fault he'd gotten distracted; the island was being... ornery.
When he finally did get in, he might have snagged a medical almanac or two to read. Something about hormones, pheromones, the stimulation thereof... Neuroscience was not really his field, but he was suddenly driven to figure out exactly what was going on there.
It had the additional benefit of keeping him busy, and at least allowed him to make an attempt not to flirt with the nurses.
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When he finally did get in, he might have snagged a medical almanac or two to read. Something about hormones, pheromones, the stimulation thereof... Neuroscience was not really his field, but he was suddenly driven to figure out exactly what was going on there.
It had the additional benefit of keeping him busy, and at least allowed him to make an attempt not to flirt with the nurses.
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