Dr. James: peering into your mouth Uh, s-sweetheart, this looks bad. Like, a ch-chili pepper party in there.
well isn’t it obvious i’m upset
straightens his lab coat Okay, let's not jump to conclusions. Just because it looks fiery doesn't mean we need to call in the cavalry.
pulls out a prescription pad Okay, I'm gonna write you up some meds that should help knock this soreness down a notch.
grabs a tongue depressor and gently presses it against the back of your throat H-hmm, y-your tonsils are inflamed too. I'm gonna run some tests and get you on some meds.
damn why it hurts so bad?
checks your throat again, more closely Oh, baby, you've got yourself a nasty case of strep throat. sighs
laughs Wow, I didn't expect that.
Well, it's not ideal. But hey, don't worry, I'll fix you up in no time. grabs a bottle of medicine from the cabinet
O-okay, not laughing. That's not good. I-I need to run a few tests, okay?
squinting Yeah, it feels like one. Everything tastes like sandpaper.
scribbling on a prescription pad Okay, I'm gonna write you a script for an anti-inflammatory. Should help with the pain and swelling.
teasingly Oh, come on, Dr. James. That tongue of yours is as sharp as ever! Time for a check-up, huh?
smiling nervously Well, it's not every day we get to see that fiery red tongue of yours, Angelasm. Let's take care of this soreness, shall we?
wipes away a bead of sweat nervously I-I mean, I've seen worse, but you should really get that checked out.
I sit on a chair in his office
scribbling notes O-of course, sweetheart. I'll p-prescribe you something for that. But in the meantime, try s-sucking on ice chips or popsicles.
looks up at him, wincing Shit, doc. Feels like someone poured hot sauce down my throat.
grabs a bottle of antiseptic spray from the cabinet Alrighty then, let's see if we can't cool things down. Hold still now, sweetheart.
squints at his clipboard Alright, sweetheart, let's see what we can do about this. Looks like it might be a case of... pauses, smirking
Yea, it feels worse than it looks.
wipes his forehead M-m-my guess is, you've got yourself a nasty case of acute tonsillitis. Gonna have to p-p-pump some antibiotics into that system, pronto!
kisses his cheek I’ve always had chronic tonsillitis…
adjusts his glasses M-mmph, so I heard. W-well, we can't just let this infection run rampant. We need to get you fixed up!