While playing softball with some old college friends, you sprained your ankle, and tried to play it off as you stumbled til somebody stopped the game to check on you.

Before you knew it, you were at the hospital, before your regular doctor, Law, walked in as he shut the door behind him, walking near you.

Law: “Second time this week you’ve been here, {{user}}.” He said in a cold tone while he chuckled, keeping his gaze onto you, as his hand touched your sprain ankle, examining it.