"I'm fine, Dr. Fletcher!'

》Roleplay blog for the alter "Barry" from Split (2016) 》Tws: cursing, possible nsft, possible violence 》Read more in pinned

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[barry-banters]

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[barry-banters]

"I need a night out, I swear."

[barry-banters]

Why does she hate wine so much

"Well, Kevin's mother tended to dabble in a bit of everything. Pair that with Patty's religious beliefs and you have why she hates wine."

[barry-banters]

You’re in trouble

"I know! You don't have to remind me, Honey! Patty is pissed at me!"

[barry-banters]

You look like you drink wine and watch the Kardashians

"Patty hates it when I drink wine. She says she can smell it after our switch, despite brushing my teeth. And I absolutely hate those reality shows. They're so fake, come on!"

[carrie-whites-whispers]

…… Wine….. Blood of Jesus…

[barry-banters]

"Another reason why Patty hates me drinking it. Like, honestly, why would I care about that? If it tastes good, I'll indulge. I'm not drinking to get hammered."

Barry rolls his eyes at the idea of getting drunk.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

…….. I wanna try it….

[barry-banters]

He looks at her, grnning a little.

"Of course you do, Sweetie! Now, don't tell Patty or she'll have my head. I need that to drink and think of fashion designs. So just a sip."

He hands her the glass of wine, watching like a hawk in case she drops it or tries to have more than a sip.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie blinked a few times. She tried to hold the glass with her good hand, mimicking what she had seen in the magazines where the glass stem was between her fingers.

… ‘Kay…

She took a hesitant sip, before taking an actual full drink of it.

[barry-banters]

Barry takes the glass from her after she gets her full sip.

"I said a sip, Honey! Not a full gulp! Oh, Patty will kill me if she finds out! I'm a terrible Uncle!"

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie coughed a bit after the glass was taken away from her. She had a look on her face like she just bit into a lemon, scrunched and grimaced. She didn’t even notice that he referred to himself as her uncle.

[barry-banters]

"It's an acquired taste, Sweetie. Not everyone likes it."

Hs sighs, taking a large gulp from his glass.

"Can't believe you did that. Patty's gonna be so upset... Ah, it's fine. She'll chalk it up to my error."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie didn’t understand what the problem was, it was just wine. Her mother would drink it during praying hours. She looked down a little.

…… Sorry….

[barry-banters]

"It's all good, Honey. No need to worry your little head over it. Patty hates drinking is all. I don't mind a glass now and then to help me relax."

He crosses his legs, looking over at her.

"So. You have anything juicy to tell me? If not, I have plenty of stories. I'm the residential rumor seeker. I love hearing all the banter and stuff."

Barry gives her a playful wink. He isn't joking about knowing a ton of gossip either, and will happily share some if Carrie wants.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie now made a confused face. She had to think for a moment before shrugging her shoulders. She lived in a pretty quiet, boring old house. Pretty much nothing besides her own drama happened.

… I don’ think I have anythin’…..

[barry-banters]

"Nothing? Well, not to worry then. I have so much to tell you."

He adjusts his seating so he's on the edge of his seat, looking excited to share some of the gossip he knows.

"Okay, okay. So I'm out to see Dr. Fletcher, and this older lady cones out. She's couldn't have been much older older me. And she has yhe most hideous scarf I have ever seen in my life. A scale-like pattern, made of silk, in a mustard yellow? In her very pink, cotton attire? Oh, Sweetie, when I tell you it was awful, I mean it. It was so bad, I thought I was hallucinating with how bad it was."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie quietly hugged her cast. She kicked her legs back and forth, raising an eyebrow in questioning. She didn’t know who doctor fletcher was. And, in her opinion, she liked yellow and pink together. They weren’t complementary but she liked them.

[barry-banters]

"Now, maybe if her outfit wasn't hot pink and her scarf wasn't mustard yellow, it could have worked. But this was just awful. I think I nearly cried, Sweetie. Anyway, she comes out of Dr. Fletcher's office and she looks at me with this nasty look. What did I do? I just walked in!"

Barry looks scandalized about the look this lady supposedly gave him. He gives Carrie a look that says 'can you believe it?'.

"And she says, 'Dr. Fletcher doesn't see whatever you are.' And I'm flabbergasted like, excuse me? So I say, 'Well, she does. She enjoys people with a sense of fashion taste. And considering you lack it. Well, sorry to say, Honey, but you won't be here for long.' And then she just, scoffs at me and leaves. I just walked in for my appointment!"

[carrie-whites-whispers]

She shrugged. She could believe it, maybe. She absentmindedly picked at her cast, fidgeting, listening to his rambling story. She wondered if that was why she didn’t see him as much as she seen Patricia or Dennis.

… Oh….. Wow…

[barry-banters]

"Like, she was so rude. Maybe her choice in clothes was the issue. It surely made her look dreadful."

He rolls his eyes, taking another sip of his wine.

"I've seen people win medals with better clothes. Ugh."

[patricia-preaches]

You know she lives with him part time

"I'd rather she live with Sweeney full time than with that dog."

She says 'Sweeney' with a disgusted look on her face. She clearly dislikes him, but will put Carrie in his care over Norman's.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

…… He’s m’brother……

[patricia-preaches]

"He bit you and tried to kidnap you, Carrietta. I'd rather you stay with Sweeney of all people than him."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

… H-He didn’t mean to..! I- I was- I was bein’ mean ‘cause I got upset he got a girlfriend..!

[patricia-preaches]

"Actions are more powerful than words. You being upset is justified. Him biting you is not. Do I need to talk with your father and mother? If I must, I will."

She doesn't look happy at the idea of talking with her parents but the fact she's willing to, just so Carrie is safe, speaks volumes.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

… They already know ‘bout it an’ Daddy don’ want me seein’ him..! I can’t just- just abandon him like that..!

Carrie sounded frustrated that Patricia wasn’t understanding her. She wasn’t going to give up, either.

[patricia-preaches]

"You need to put yourself first, Carrie. Clearly, that boy did not care much for your feelings if it made you upset. And to have a violent reaction such as biting is unacceptable."

Her brows are pinched as she tries to work through this. She can feel a headache approaching. She may not be the one to help in this case.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

… I am puttin’ myself first an’ I say I ain’t leavin’ him..! He had a reason to bite, I was hittin’ at ‘im..!

If Carrie’s voice became any more shrill it would break glass. Her good hand made wild movements, trying to exaggerate her point. It was like she was going through another one of her disobedient phases again.

[patricia-preaches]

She hums, thinking for a moment.

"Please wait, Dear. I'm going to go get Barry. He'll be able to help you understand. I'm sure of it."

Patricia quickly departs, heading towards her bedroom. She really can't help be feel a bit bad she can't make Carrie see what she needs to.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie let out a frustrated shout when Patricia left the room. She crossed her arms over her chest the best she could and she just stood there, angrily thinking to herself.

[barry-banters]

A man comes out of her room, dressed for the seasonal fashion style of that month. He has a happy grin, walking pretty happily for having been told to go change a kid's mind.

"Carrie, right? I'm Barry! I'm so sorry about Patty! She really is just the mother hen! She told me so much about you! You're like, her favorite person."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie kind of just stared at Barry blankly but it was obvious she was a little scared. She took a step back and kept her arms crossed. That grin kind of scared her since she was so used to just seeing Patricia do her polite smiled.

[barry-banters]

"No need to worry, Honey, I'm not going to bite your head off! Patty is a little stressed is all. I'm the middle man here, promise!"

He keeps his distance, noticing how distrusting she is of him. He knew it was bound to happen, she's never met him after all.

"Now while she wants me to convince you otherwise, I'll come out and say feel how you want. She worries heavily about you, Honey. But you can have your own thoughts besides what she wants."

He waves his hand in a dismissive way, very animated as he chats.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie looked him over curiously, mainly looking to see if he was hiding a ruler. She shifted a little. She did make a bit of an odd face at his voice. Sounded familiar, like the flamboyant people she heard on the streets in town. She still said nothing.

[barry-banters]

"Why are you looking at me like I'm gonna eat you? You don't have enough meat on you for that, Honey. And your outfit is way too cute. It'd be a crime to do anything to you when you look like a real cowgirl."

He leans against the doorframe beside him, giving the aura of relaxed and open. He really isn't trying to spook her. Patty would have his head if he did anyway.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie looked down at herself and made another face, this time a pout. Scrawny is what he meant and she knew that. Everyone said that about her when they met her. Carrie carefully sat down on the floor and picked at her cast. She finally spoke up.

… Ain’t a real cowgirl, ‘m from Maine an’ lived in the suburbs….

[barry-banters]

"You sure? You look just like one. I've looked over plenty of designs for cowgirls and you match it. Even down to those little spurs on your boots. The weaving on your hat is even right. There's no way you aren't one."

He moves his hands as he talks, not even bothered by her sitting down on the floor.

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Designs? That certainly caught her attention. She looked up and raised an eyebrow in questioning. She didn’t meet fellow designers and fashion-lovers often.

… Designs..?

[barry-banters]

"You haven't seen any of my work?"

He sounds completely surprised, thinking she'd have explored the place enough to see them. He walks over to a very overflowing desk with its old computer. He takes a few of the pinned drawing off the board, grabbing others from the mess. Barry walks towards Carrie a bit slowly, holding out multiple papers for her to look over.

"I've got dresses, shoes, shawls, hats. I absolutely love designing entire outfits. A few of them I have the fabrics for. I just have to actually stitch it all together."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

… Mr. Dennis said I ain’t allowed to touch anythin’ that ain’t mine…

Carrie watched, her head turning to follow him. Once again she hesitated but carefully grabbed the papers out of Barry’s hands. She looked them over carefully, taking her time with each one, taking in each and every detail she could. She looked a bit in awe.

… They’re beautiful….

She handed the papers over before shyly mumbling.

…… I made this dress….

[barry-banters]

"Dennis is right about that! It's not good to mess with things that aren't yours. But I didn't think you hadn't at least seen the ones hanging up!"

He takes back his drawings, waving his hand.

"Well, Sweetie, I think you did wonderful! It looks like a genuine piece, like a popular designer from a high end beautique made it! I'm in awe that you have a real piece. Mine are all still drawn out, after all."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

……. Thanks…..

Carrie seemed to shrink a little. She wasn’t the best at accepting praise or compliments. She picked at her cast again, her shoulders bunched up. She seemed like a really shy, introverted kid. Not even seemed, she was exactly like that.

[barry-banters]

"Don't mention it! I know talent when I see it. Everyone has their talents, don't get me wrong! But that dress you have shows a good understanding of sewing and clothing design. I think I'm jealous, Sweetie!"

He has a lighthearted tone, happy to have found someone who enjoys clothing design as much as he does.

"You have to show me how you did the stitch work on your outfit, Honey. Pass on your wisdom to this poor soul!"

[carrie-whites-whispers]

…… Um… Sewin’ machine an’ by hand…..

Carrie mumbled again. She eventually stood up, holding out the side of her dress. Some of the stitches were very neat and machine done, while the others on the seam were noticeably hand done. It was still made with her pain, sweat, and tears.

… An’ for the top part of it, y’fold it in when you’re sewin’ to make the wrinkles …. Gives it a flow-y look…

[barry-banters]

Barry nods his head, mentally taking notes. He hums, looking at the stitches.

"I think your hands have to be the most still hands I've ever seen. To get those stitches looking how they do, machine or not, are way better than mine. Don't tell anyone, but when it comes to the actual sewing part, I struggle. Drawing and planning comes so easily to me. I'm thinking it's because my hands aren't steady enough."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

… If your hands ain’t steady ‘nough to work on actual projects, start wit’ makin’ small stuff or just usin’ a sewin’ machine…

Carrie sounded a lot more comfortable now with how much she was talking.

… I started in elementary school t’make money for camp… Even made m’own prom dress later on…

[barry-banters]

"So socks and maybe a few beanies would be my go to right now... You're brilliant, Sweetie."

He goes back to the desk, setting his drawings on it.

"Oh, I bet that dress was lovely! Prom dresses are so elegant but to make your own? That makes it all the more extravagant!"

[carrie-whites-whispers]

… I ain’t got it anymore ‘cause I had’ta move ‘round a lot, but… It was pink…

Carrie let out a slight sigh. She looked down, fidgeting with the ribbon on her neck.

[barry-banters]

"It may have been lost, but all the hard work put into still remains, Sweetie! Whoever finds it will see that much! And you clearly remember all the work put into it. So it was clearly a passion project."

Barry fixes his beanie, not liking how it was positioned at the moment.

"We have gotten far off topic- ha! You could have told me to shush! I wouldn't have minded! But I will say, back to Patricia's words, you should keep how you feel as is. She may worry but she can't force you to change your mind. And if you're really desperate, demand that you want either me or Dennis. She can't refuse that request, not when it's from you."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

Carrie was quiet for a while, just listening and thinking. Then she spoke up again.

…… I think Ms. Patricia is right….. Norman said ‘m abusive, ‘cause- ‘cause I didn’t want t’come home if he was still datin’ that Hailey….

[barry-banters]

Barry laughs at her words, brows furrowed in confusion. He's not laughing at her, but what she's been told by Norman.

"You? Abusive? Honey, I have never met someone who is the total opposite of that until Patty brought you in. And no, I am not laughing at you. I'm laughing at how ridiculous that claim is. Sure, you might play on the guilt trips, I saw that with Dennis, Sweetie. Very smart on your part. He needs to feel regret now and then. That doesn't mean you're abusive. It's not like you go around making everyone feel like garbage everyday."

[carrie-whites-whispers]

….. Guilt trip..?

Carrie blinked. She immediately started to frown, feeling guilty once again. She didn’t realize she had guilt tripped Dennis, she was just trying to tell him that didn’t need to tell on her.

……… Oh……

[barry-banters]

"Oh, Honey, don't worry too much on it. I say it's good you made him realize his error. You did it much more gently than Patty, that's for sure. She likes to tear into people usually."

He tries to wave off her sadness, not wanting her to feel bad. Sometimes it's good to make people feel guilty on their errors. Especially when it comes to Dennis or Patty.

"He forgives you, I'm sure of it. He hardly holds grudges, believe it or not!"

[barry-banters]

Gay

"I won't confirm or deny, Honey. I will say, I am happily single!"

[barry-banters]

Hi Barry!!!!!

"Hello! Oh, you look lovely, Honey!"