She couldn't stop herself from stomping her foot ever so slightly, and Rebecca pushed herself into Euan. All she wanted to do was go home, get out of her scrubs, and crawl into bed, because how was she supposed to back to work after this? Even if Euan didn't speak a word of this little mishap Rebecca just knew that someone would find out and then her reputation would be ruined and she'd be banned to some old decrepit lab that hadn't been used in centuries and she'd probably find bones in the closet and---
"Maybe," she sort of agreed, realizing her mental spiral sounded a bit crazy and strange. Her arms wrapped around Euan and she looked up at him, chin pressing into his chest. At least she could trust him not to spread the story about her little catastrophe.
"Maybe I'm stressed," Rebecca repeated, blinking away any other thoughts as she tightened her hold on him.
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