Peggy you're bleeding

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*at the office*

Dottie: *runs behind Peggy* Hey, can i talk to you for a sec?

Peggy: *turns around* no *smiles and walks away*

Dottie: Oh c'mon peg

Peggy: *enters her office* i said no *slams the door*

Dottie: *goes in* Why are you doing this?

Peggy: *sits on her chair* because i hate when people cancel our plans last minute *smiles*

Dottie: *sits down* but-

Peggy: I never told you to sit down *stands up* please leave i have a lot of work

Dottie: *sighs*

Peggy: *opens the door* ouch!

Dottie: *worried* are you okay?

Peggy: I'm okay

Dottie: Peggy you're bleeding!

Peggy: *looks down her arm* fuck!

Dottie: *closes the door* Peggy that's a lot of blood

Peggy: I'm- i'm okay *faints*

Dottie: *get down* Peg? *shakes her* Peggy!? *rolls up Peggys sleeve* Oh my god Peg...

*40 minutes later*

Peggy: *wakes up*

Dottie: *stands up* Peggy?

Peggy: *confused* what happened?

Dottie: You passed out

Peggy: *looks down her wrist* sorry

Dottie: *sighs* no don't be, it's okay i've been there too *rolls up her sleeve*

Peggy: I'm sorry i didn't know

Dottie: nobody knew

Peggy: *sighs*

Dottie: Anyways um, um i'm- im gonna go now

Peggy: *grabs Dottie's hand* thank you

Dottie: *smiles* take care *leaves*

Peggy: *calls Daniel*

meanwhile

Daniel: *sings out loud* NOW FROM THE TOP MAKE IT DROP THATS SOME WAP THATS SOME WAP *phone rings* Hello?

Peggy: *sniff* can you come pick me up?

Daniel: What happened?

Peggy: Can you please come?

Daniel: I'll be there in 15

Peggy: Thank you

*20 minutes later*

Daniel: *arrives*

Peggy: *get in the car* u took my car?

Daniel: Yes

Peggy: Why?

Daniel: Because i can't show to people that i'm gay by not driving a black bmw and blasting queen b

Peggy: For heavens sake start the car

Daniel: What happened?

Peggy: *rolls down her window* I passed out cause i lost a lot of blood and Dottie was with me in my office and yeah

Daniel: Peggy you need treatment

Peggy: I'm not going to a therapist

Daniel: I never said that, at least go to a doctor to give you some xanax or something. You're not okay

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