Small talk
Emma prepared the needle with steady hands. “Just a small poke,” she said gently. “So, how’s your day been?” The man responded cheerfully, talking as though the two of them were long-time friends. His words carried an easy rhythm, flowing without hesitation. Emma kept him engaged, her back turned as she carefully unwrapped the sterile equipment. They carried on talking without looking at each other, the conversation filling the quiet while Emma prepared to insert the needle.
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