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"Seriously though, Will, are you doing okay after the exam?" Rafe asked as he pulled away from the hospital parking lot. "I know you sugar coated it for Penn. But this is me asking." I sighed. "Yeah, I'm fine. Mostly. Steph really did talk to me for the most part. And it did help to not feel like a piece of furniture. I just feel like an i***t all the way around. Nothing anyone can do about it." I looked out my window, my chin in my hand as I leaned against the door. "As long as she didn't make you uncomfortable." He patted my thigh lightly. "You're walking better." He chuckled. "Well, you were before the exam. Right now, you walk like you've got a cob shoved up your butt." I slapped his hand away as I laughed. "Jerk." He chuckled. "What else is on your agenda for today?" I dug my ph