I Say a Little Prayer
It had been terribly quiet since George had walked into Webber’s office and rested himself in a chair. The clock had ticked off a full five minutes before anyone spoke. “O’Malley?” the Chief finally asked, as if he needed to verify that the intern hadn’t simply slipped into catatonia.
“Yes,” George replied absently, not
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George's spine is going to become a lot more prominent in the next acts...
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