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though she has seen her fair share of people coming into her office only wearing a silk robe, it wasn’t exactly every day. more often it meant that something urgent happened that they didn’t have time to change into a more appropriate clothing. the expression on the woman’s face alerted her instantly as she rose from her seat to come to her assistance. rushing to their side as she helped them inside, she led them towards the bed located on the other side of the room. the redness and swelling in her ankle wasn’t missed by the nurse and it made her wonder just how she was able to actually go here all by herself. “what happened?” elise questioned her, pulling out a chair to sit in front of the bed so she could examine her swelling ankle.
As soon as the nurse rushed to her assistance and wrapped an arm around her waist to help her support her weight, Iris let out a breath of relief. “Thanks,” she mumbled, eyeing the blonde while wrapping her own arm around her shoulder. Glad she didn’t need the wall as a support anymore, she headed to the bed by jumping on one foot. With the nurse’s help, she took a seat on top of it and rested her head against the wall. “I made a fool of myself, that’s what fucking happened,” she hissed at first, but she soon figured that an actual response would probably be more useful. “I was dancing on stage. The heel slipped and broke. I felt my ankle twist. Please tell me it’s not fucking broken.”









