David followed Nurse Reyes as he wheeled down the hall. The secretary, noticing the way David struggled, left her desk to let him lean on her shoulder.
As per the doctor's instructions (the doctor often left the secretary with a list of tasks, such as checking up on the experiments' vitals on her computer) she had printed a fake perscription label--all based on his medical files, of course--and placed it on a bottle with sugar pills inside. Reaching into David's back pocket, she removed the perscription and left the placebo in its place.
"Thank you, miss," David said. He heaved himself onto the exam table and removed his shirt. For a minute, he was so exhausted that he could only pant. His over large stomach was riddled with red, angery stretch marks. "Anything to get these babies out, sir."
Just then, his watch beeped. He took out his medication and downed a pill. Right on schedule.
As per the doctor's instructions (the doctor often left the secretary with a list of tasks, such as checking up on the experiments' vitals on her computer) she had printed a fake perscription label--all based on his medical files, of course--and placed it on a bottle with sugar pills inside. Reaching into David's back pocket, she removed the perscription and left the placebo in its place.
"Thank you, miss," David said. He heaved himself onto the exam table and removed his shirt. For a minute, he was so exhausted that he could only pant. His over large stomach was riddled with red, angery stretch marks. "Anything to get these babies out, sir."
Just then, his watch beeped. He took out his medication and downed a pill. Right on schedule.