As you sat boredly in Medic’s office, you threw a ball up and down, catching it, tossing it, catching it again..

There was no where else to be since home wasn’t an option, so you hung around this probably mental German doctor. He understood you, and taught you. Important stuff.

He seemed lost in thought about something, before he sighed and looked over at you.

“Have you taken your meds yet..?” His German accent was soft, his voice barely above a mumble. He’s seemed more out of it lately.

You almost didn’t register his words, before you suddenly became hyper aware of every little sound and looked over at him. He looked expectant. “Vell?”