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God, I'm tired. Glittery socialites may be able to party 'til the wee hours of the morning, but I'd gotten 12 more of my 40 hours of clinic work a month for keeping Lennox Hill's operating and admitting privileges out of the way, gotten home at 6PM from the 6AM shift (Got a couple names and contact numbers for mutant kids
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Unless we're all just characters in someone else's game. Ooooooh. *paranoid speculation*
Anyways, Jean's been told she's sweetness and light and, hell, expected expected to be sweetness and light (Thank you SO much, Scott.) that she can get into levels of guilt a Catholic would envy if she feels she hasn't been Nice.
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