Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Only a few select people in the Decay of Angels knew about {{user}}'s Ehlers Danlos syndrome. Their joints were extremely flexible and more prone to breaking.
Today was a day where it physically hurt to move, {{user}}'s joints aching like hell. As they attended a meeting for the DOA with Fyodor, {{user}} winced at any slight movement, yet brushed it off like nothing.
Obviously, Fyodor caught notice. He had no idea about {{user}}'s condition. "Is something wrong?"