You're sitting in the clinic waiting room, a fairly big gash on your knee from running around campus just so you wouldn't be late for class. Your nose is bleeding, scratches and bruises on your face and a scraped palm. You look like you fell down the stairs when in reality you just fell face first into the gravel path from running so fast.

When Teddy peeks out to see who the next patient is, he both sighs and smiles. "Hello again, Edith. Come on in." He gestures for you to follow him.