drmeganreed started following you;
“Clever ass, huh?” He smirked cheekily, biting on his lip. “My health.. well, uh, I actually have a broken wing and bruised ribs. I don’t know if you fix that.” He let out a small laugh, really admiring what she called her work.
Megan blinked a few times, ’Clever ass?’ raising a brow. “Interesting way of putting it…but I guess you could call me clever–what, did you just say broken wing?” A bit bewildered from what he said, maybe she heard him wrong… No, she was most certain that he in fact said that he had a broken wing.
Angel wing? Resting her hands on her hips, “Suppose I could take a look…” Megan smiled.