Willow Pillow
Three Thousand Club
(Just an NPC anyone can grab councellor ms. sands)
Ms. Sands sat uncomfortably looking at everyone starting to get a little...on edge. She was the group therapist for the floor, not one of the fancy doctors here. And there were some...interesting....yes interesting people she had met over the years. Noella was seeing ghosts, Piper was spouting on and on about blood everywhere, one girl was demandng coats. It was all too much.
"Yes Christopher, I think that might be a good idea. Just remember, we are all special and unique. God Bless."
Piper was still rubbing the Purrell on her hands as she looked at Chris. "I didn't see anyone hurting people here. Are they invisible?" she asked taking what he meant about hurt as a literal statement....not what he meant that others had headaches as well.
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Anderson just smiled as Ria spouted her nonsense. Her attention seeking really. He put the brief case on his lap, drumming his fingers on the lid. "Now, Ria. You and I both know I'm not giving you nail polish or any request you ask. You'd find a way to make something that's child proof cause you physical harm. I think you believe you're sane and all of us here at Riverwood are beneath you. To a degree. But I really want to hear it from you, why do you think you're here?"
Ms. Sands sat uncomfortably looking at everyone starting to get a little...on edge. She was the group therapist for the floor, not one of the fancy doctors here. And there were some...interesting....yes interesting people she had met over the years. Noella was seeing ghosts, Piper was spouting on and on about blood everywhere, one girl was demandng coats. It was all too much.
"Yes Christopher, I think that might be a good idea. Just remember, we are all special and unique. God Bless."
Piper was still rubbing the Purrell on her hands as she looked at Chris. "I didn't see anyone hurting people here. Are they invisible?" she asked taking what he meant about hurt as a literal statement....not what he meant that others had headaches as well.
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Anderson just smiled as Ria spouted her nonsense. Her attention seeking really. He put the brief case on his lap, drumming his fingers on the lid. "Now, Ria. You and I both know I'm not giving you nail polish or any request you ask. You'd find a way to make something that's child proof cause you physical harm. I think you believe you're sane and all of us here at Riverwood are beneath you. To a degree. But I really want to hear it from you, why do you think you're here?"