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march 25th, 12:07pm

"you passed out during group therapy today, you've been sleeping in the same bed as one of your patients, you-"

"wait, wait, wait," ashley raised an eyebrow at doctor momsen. "how the hell do you know about that?"

"we have a thing called security cameras, ashley," doctor momsen replied, obviously annoyed. "anyway, if you continue screwing up, your job is on the line."

"no, no, no, please don't fire me. i worked really hard for this job, my parents will kill me, please-"

"this is just a fair warning. you're not fired," doctor momsen said, rolling her eyes. "yet."

"yeah," ashley muttered.

"make sure you don't stay up late tonight. you look like a ghost and i think you're scaring the younger patients. to be honest, you're scaring me," doctor momsen ordered. ashley nodded.

"i'll try not to fuck up anymore."

"no swearing."

"oh shit, sorry," ashley apologized. "did i really just- gosh diddly darn!"

"get out of my office."

"right," ashley stammered before walking out of doctor momsen's office.

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