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If only I had so stuck in my butt

With caution, I approach the small openthat letsme warily now Probably thinks I have a weapon Probably thinks I’m crazy

I wish I was crazy

“I…” I lean forward on the counter, whispering This is so du to be ashaod! What the hell?” I jump back My arm is covered in blood from where I’d set it down on the counter

“Oh dear! I’m so sorry!” The blonde immediately jumps out of her seat and runs for what I assume is antiseptic

“Uh… It’s okay,” I say, watching the blonde scrub the counter Really, what’s n fluid on me today?

Ha ha

Ha

I think I’ve died inside

“Come, come inside and wash off I’m so sorry, we had a hoot it all!”

“Oh, that’s…” I don’t finishto say? Not only is it blood, it’s the blood of a vagrant? Call h potential new diseases to worry about without the blood of Salt Lake City’s homeless population on me

“The sink is right there, obviously” The blonde chuckles nervously “And here is the soap Use as much as you like”

I turn on the water, about to washI’m here for a rape kit I’d purposely not washed myself, no matter how much I wanted to, because I could have evidence on me Shit

“Uet the blonde’s attention

“Yes? Is so

“I’m not sure if I should wash my hands…”

“Oh?”

“I’m here for a rape kit”

“Oh” Her face falls, looking from me, to the blood, to the water, and then back to h, I hate this already She comes over to me and turns off the water, careful not to touch ift of furniture and she’s unsure where to place me

“Co so fast Just a o ere at DEFCON level: blood, and now I’m back to reality

The check-in nurse handsroom

The walls are painted a pale lavender

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