‘oh, charlie’ series: part 2/4
“Charlie, they’re trying a new medication on me. I don’t know if I like it.”
“Is it Kayla?”
“Yes.”
“Trust her.” […]
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‘oh, charlie’ series: part 2/4
“Charlie, they’re trying a new medication on me. I don’t know if I like it.”
“Is it Kayla?”
“Yes.”
“Trust her.” […]
Editor: Clarisse Choo
editor’s note
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