Ben buried his face in his palms. “I’m literally dying.”
Alison exhaled. A shirt. Her son needed a dress shirt. This was, objectively, the smallest crisis of her week. And yet, it felt like the largest. doctor adventures alison tyler son needs a top
In that moment, Alison knew that her son's request for a top had been more than just a toy - it had been a reminder to appreciate the little things in life. Ben buried his face in his palms
As Zeta roared back to life, Max's face lit up with joy. "Thank you, Doctor!" he exclaimed, hugging the robot tightly. Her son needed a dress shirt
"My son, Max, needs help, Doctor," Alison replied, her voice tinged with worry. "He's been having a bit of a crisis. You see, his favorite toy, a small robotic creature, has broken. It's more than just a toy to him; it's his companion. He's been inseparable from it since he was a toddler."
As a doctor, Dr. Tyler was no stranger to unusual requests. She had dealt with her fair share of quirky patients and parents, but this was different. This was personal. Her son's request had sparked a curiosity in her, and she found herself wanting to learn more about this simple yet fascinating toy.
Ben’s eyes lit up. “That’s… actually perfect.”
