Malpractice needs more practice

Thomas did his best to help with the getting up part/

((GAH!!! my posts are seriously sucking balls...))

"Haha, hey doc, how bout we up his dose, see how he takes it!"" Dax said, he sounded as if he were joking, but if you knew him, he was totally serious. I did get 3 syringes of the stuff, why not?" Dax held out the next syringe, waiting for the doctor to take it and inject it.

KARMA MOMENT:
Take the needle and inject it into Thomas -1
Refuse to take needle and make Dax leave +1

My eyes widened slightly at his suggestion. Only he would take possibly killing a patient so lightly. I sighed and turned around to face him, putting down the ointment and bandages at the edge of the examination table. I took of my sunglasses and glared at him not caring that my eyes were visible for once. " Carajo, chico mierda, no paras de hoder? Get out of my office." I growled, my accent thick even in the English parts.

Thomas didn't understand what she said, but he knew she wsn't going to inject him with anything, which reall calmed him down. ((One positive Karma earned))