Claiming Brielle
“No, it was just me. We’re here for work and decided to go out after a long day.”
Nodding, the nurse works to check Brielle’s vitals while Brielle squirms and whimpers.
“I would say that it was some sort of libedo-enhancing drug.” She murmurs, writing something down on her clipboard.
“Is there anything you can do to help her?” I ask, my panic growing.
“Possibly,” she responds. “The doctor will know more than me, but before that, do you think you can help me with getting an IV into her?”
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