=~= With the quotation marks, is doesn't seem very swollen...
Reeses: Okay, Artemis.
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Jamie: Hey, you need anything from medical? Tylenol? Band aids..? Asprin? Any prescribed meds...? Other stuff...?
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Blythe: Let's go. *She carries her towel, walking out of the showers, clearly not CARING who sees her*
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