Therapy for the Unusual

(… what.)

(She noticed that the therapist had a new toothbrush)

(… what.)

(She noticed that the therapist had a new toothbrush)

(But how. Like this is first-time meeting I thought. And like. Toothbrush. In office? How?)

(… what.)

(She noticed that the therapist had a new toothbrush)

(But how. Like this is first-time meeting I thought. And like. Toothbrush. In office? How?)

(Generally. In the morning people brush their teeth. Also She's the female version of Sherlock Holmes, she can tell when someone has a new toothbrush.)

(… what.)

(She noticed that the therapist had a new toothbrush)

(But how. Like this is first-time meeting I thought. And like. Toothbrush. In office? How?)

(Generally. In the morning people brush their teeth. Also She's the female version of Sherlock Holmes, she can tell when someone has a new toothbrush.)

(Um. Its an office. She’s at her desk. Its 3 o’clock in the afternoon. And she brushed her teeth at home. Like a normal person.)

(Hello? Anyone here?)

(Yes me.)

(Let's get on with it then. Roleplaying forever!)

(I don think we can do much w/out the other people, especially @ScarletAndHerSides because she’s the therapist. Also my character left the room)

(Oh…. how sad. Maybe he/she could be part of the group therapy. )

(She’s the assistant, so I dont think that’ll work…)

(Okay.)

(Sorry I don't know who is who.)

(I'm here! Abigail Dara our characters can chat until the therapist comes back?)

(Okay)

"Hello! Who are you?"

(Sorry I don't know who is who.)

(Its kewl)

"Tasper," Tasper replied with an indifferent look. "You seem weird."

"Kellie Holmes, at your service!" she said with a flourish of her arm, bowing dramatically.

"Any case needed to be solved, I'm your woman."

Yep. Weird, thought Tasper. "Nice to meet you, I guess. Why're you here? You don't seem…messed up."

"PTSD from near death scenarios. That time with the sword fighting apes, well, I really prefer not to discuss it. Or the masked serial killers."

"Don't ask about the apes."

"Right," Tasper said. "You're definitely crazy."

"Not crazy, just eccentric. But tell me about yourself. I can tell that you have a new toothbrush, were reluctant to come, and you like to play video games. What did I miss, that's scratching the surface."

"Oh, teleportation! Interesting."

"But do go on."

(Hello?)

(Sorry I was takin senior pics. Can she read minds?)

"I hate video games," he replied with a smug grin. He still felt violated. Could she hear his thoughts?

(GUESS WHO FINALLY HAS SERVICE.)