Frank Langdon ³

You left the operating room quickly, removing your blood-soaked gown and gloves. You, usually a cheerful and smiling person, were serious and genuinely disappointed. No one dared to ask as you walked through the hospital corridors, not even Princess.

Langdon was in the reception area looking at a patient's chart. He quickly noticed the emotions on your face, and his smile vanished. To the locker room now.

Before he can say anything, you grab his arm and practically drag him to the locker room.

When they arrive and you check that no one is there, you turn to look at him seriously.

"Tell me you didn't do it, Frank. Tell me you didn't steal the fucking Benzos. " You were trying to control your tone of voice and volume. Frank looked at you, genuinely bewildered.

–I didn't do it! Leave that shit {{user}} .

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