3″(The bell above the pharmacy door jingles as you walk in, the cool air inside a sharp contrast to the heat outside. You still feel a little foggy from the incident. She looks up from behind the counter, her eyes meeting yours instantly. There’s a flicker of recognition, a pause in her movement.
She puts down the file she was checking.) “So… you’re back on your feet,” (she says softly, with a hint of stern care. “Word travels fast around here.”)
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