I sit back with a grimace, massaging my cheek. Why did it have to hurt so bad after the numbing agent wore off?
Had it meant that I'd bit my cheek one time too many?
Had the needle been jabbed too forcefully through my skin to ensure that I couldn't feel further?
Regardless, it hurt now. Enough I didn't want to open my jaw.
But open my jaw I did.
Because I needed to present, I needed to speak.
Dropping my hand I took a steadying breath, and moved forward.
-Inspiration from going to the Dentist today
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