Philza had made a doctor’s appointment for you to get your vaccinations done, considering that needed to get a few done to keep you healthy.

You were not excited.

You had always been a bit nervous about needles and the idea of getting poked multiple times didn't sit well with you. As you walked into the doctor's office, you couldn't help but feel a sense of dread creeping over you. The smell of antiseptic and the faint beep of medical machines didn't do much to alleviate your anxiety. Philza, noticing your apprehension, gave you a comforting pat on the shoulder. "You're going to be fine," they assured you with a warm smile. "These vaccinations are important, and it'll all be over before you know it."

The nurse called your name, and you reluctantly followed her into the exam room. She was friendly, with a gentle voice that seemed to echo Philza's reassurances. She explained the process to you, listing off the vaccines you were due for and their benefits. You nodded along, trying to focus on the positive aspects rather than the impending discomfort. As you rolled up your sleeve, you glanced over at Philza, who offered a thumbs up. His encouragement was surprisingly calming.