Fics like missed connections

"On the third day, Deborah Vance arrives. She barges into Ava’s room without so much as a knock. “Hey, quick question, what the fuck?” Ava yells around a mouthful of the world’s most rubbery buttered toast. Deborah crosses her arms. “This has to be the tiniest room in this hellhole, do you want me to get you moved?” “It’s okay, D. It’s just me in here… obviously. No need for a pullout couch.” Deborah taps her toe impatiently. “Your neurologist is more interested in his appearance than patient care.” “He’s fine, he knows his shit. Everybody wants to be a fucking influencer these days, doesn’t mean I’m gonna die or anything just because he wants to hit a million views.” “Well. I’m glad I confirmed that in person.” " Set Post s2: A new diagnosis and hospital admission bring Ava and Deborah back together. (Or: what if the Just For Laughs Festival was Multiple Sclerosis instead?)

Fics like missed connections

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