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Sigrid is a clinical pharmacist at one of Dale's free clinics, spending her days caring for some of the city's most vulnerable elves, dwarves, and men. She can help control your diabetes, lower your blood pressure, and (usually) even get insurance to pay for it. But there's one thing she can't do: speak KhĂťzdul.
Enter FĂli, a dwarf who works for her clinic's contracted interpreting service. He's patient, skilled, and (she can admit it) easy on the eyes as well. But working in health care is hard enough as it is. Can the two of them walk the line between professionalism and passion?
...In other words:
Read my shamelessly self-indulgent self-insert fic about a clinical pharmacist who falls for her interpreter! That's it, that's the fic.
