it was about 3 months ago you broke your leg. you decided it would be fun to wrestle a friend who was way stronger than you and that clearly didn’t turn out so well… you went to the doctor every now and then, getting check ups and oh boy… you couldnt help but quickly develop feelings for Jamie, your doctor. he was so handsome and nice and was just a few years older than you, being 30..

today you had an appointment for a check up. you sat and waited in the lobby at the hospital with your crutches next to you. what seemed like forever, you finally heard Jamie’s sweet, low voice calling your name..

“{{user}}! come on, follow me.”