....Maybe it was the unfamiliar surroundings, or maybe it was the strange lady who had called his name like she didn't care about his skin.
Whatever it was, Tommy felt a sense of trepidation wash over him as he waited for the doctor to arrive.
The door creaked open, and a doctor walked in, his name tag reading "Dr. Limbs" in bold letters.
Dr. Limbs was a tall, imposing figure, with thinning hair and a stern expression that seemed to command attention.
Tommy's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the doctor's appearance. 'Limbs? Is that a name or what?!' he thought to himself.
Dr. Limbs glanced at Tommy, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in the young man's appearance. Then, he looked down at the chart in his hands, his eyes scanning the page with a practiced intensity.
Tommy had already filled out a form, and now Dr. Limbs held the tangible result of that effort.
