backdated to 8/28

[coppelganger]

[SO, ALISON IS TOTALLY CRAZY...]

Comments

[coppelganger]

Yeah? That'd be good.

[doubleblind]

[heads over to her desk, and start rummaging around in one of the drawers]

Be honest, should I be getting you real medical attention?

[coppelganger]

Nothing's broken.

[doubleblind]

That's great, but doesn't answer my question.

[tosses the pill bottle to her]

[coppelganger]

There's nothing to do about it. She just kicked me and shit.

[taking two of the pills and swallowing them dry]

[doubleblind]

... How much pain are you in, scale of 1 to 10?

[coppelganger]

I don't know, Cosima. Six? Seven?

[doubleblind]

Keep the pills.

[coppelganger]

Thanks.

[doubleblind]

No problem. But seriously, if you want me to look at anything? I'm not the right kind of doctor and not actually a doctor yet, but it's better than nothing.

[coppelganger]

Thanks, but I just need a few days. Alison's stronger than I thought, but it's nothing I can't deal with.

[doubleblind]

Don't bull shit me, Sarah.

[coppelganger]

[sighs]

I don't know what you want me to say.

[doubleblind]

Tell me what you need me to do.

[coppelganger]

God, I don't know. Make sure I don't pass out and die?

[doubleblind]

Oh, is that all?

[coppelganger]

Yeah, that should do it.

[doubleblind]

Seriously, though, did you pass out?

[coppelganger]

Maybe for a couple seconds.

[doubleblind]

Did you hit your head at all?

[coppelganger]

No, she hit my head.

[doubleblind]

You totally had a concussion, didn't you.

[coppelganger]

I don't know. Does it matter?

[doubleblind]

Yes, it matters. Do you even know the side-effects of concussions? I should be watching you for the next twenty-four hours at least.

[coppelganger]

[giving her a look like, no? I'm not a doctor :I]

No, no, I'm fine.