“She’s not wrong.”
Therapy for the Unusual
Tasper took a deep breath. "What's her story? Why's she here?" he asked to deflect the attention from himself.
“We’re here to talk about you, not anyone else, Tasper.” Brie said firmly.
"Is she a patient too?" he demanded, ignoring her request. "It's not fair that I tell you everything but you don't tell me anything at all." He still didn't know if he could trust these strange women. Not yet.
Brie sighed, “Fine. The girl that just left was Charlotte, my sister- if that’s what you’re asking.”
(Is it ok if Charlotte looks older than her age (like could pass for 19)?)
"What's she doing hanging around a therapy session?" He asked.
(Is it ok if Charlotte looks older than her age (like could pass for 19)?)
(yeah of course)
“She’s my sister, she was preparing something, but now she’s out. Don’t worry.”
Charlotte opened the door a jar and stuck her head through the opening, her hair falling over her shoulders. “Hey, sis? Your 3 o’clock is here, so you’re gonna have to wrap it up.”
(Am I the only one who is constantly forgetting what their character looks like?)
Brie sighed, “Okay!” She turned back to Tasper, “I’ll see you next time.”
(Am I the only one who is constantly forgetting what their character looks like?)
(Nope.)
(Am I the only one who is constantly forgetting what their character looks like?)
(Nope.)
XD that’s something. I constantly have to go back and check
(Do u guys not want to do group therapy??)
(Its up to you. We can. Tbh that never occurred to me :) )
(Its up to you. We can. Tbh that never occurred to me :) )
(Same.)
(I think it'd be better because everyone would get to write something more often)
(Okay then! We can do it that way! :D)
(Okey dokey! do you want the “3 o’clock” to be a group session? Everybody who hasn’t gotten a turn combined?)
(Sounds good!)
pets
(Here’s my character, he really needs the therapy.
Name: Vaughn Finley
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Onyx neat hair, grey eyes, slightly tanned skin, around 6’0.
Personality: Introverted, cold, quiet, calm, clever, serious trust issues, actually very loyal and gentle when you know him well.
Ability: Increased strength, but he has no clue how to control it so he tends to break things or accidentally hurt people.
Other: He is Agoraphobic, meaning that no place feels safe to him and that everyone is against him. This was caused because of when he was 13, his father came home drunk and brutally murdered both his mother and little sister.)
Vaughn arrived at the counselors office, checking the time on his watch to make sure he wasn’t late as he went inside.
Brie prepared her materials and spun around on her chair.
pets
Vaughn checked in with the receptionist, then took a seat in the waiting room, fiddling with his thumbs as he waited to be called back.
Tasper sat quietly. He figured the group setting would prove to be a better option than one on one. At least the attention wouldn't be on him all the time.
Charlotte walked into the receptionist area and counted the patients in her head. Great! All (3, right?) are sitting calmly in their seats, waiting for a signal to move. She waved at them and said in a bubbly voice, “Alright, guys! Welcome! If you’ll just follow me…” and led them into her sister’s office.
Brie watched the big clock on the wall, her sister would bring in the patients any time now.
Charlotte opened the door to Dr. Evans’s office only to find her sister’s leather chair spun around so that it was facing the wall. Charlotte sighed and said, only to please her sister, “And here is the esteemed Dr. Evans, who will be leading your group therapy classes.”
Brie turned around dramatically. She wore a grin, glad that her sister said such an opening. “Nice to meet to you all.”
Charlotte groaned and gestured to the seats spread out for the 3 o’clock session.