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âI try my best to offer good advice or different ways of looking at things, Iâm glad I can do so outside of the confines of my therapy office.â Ava looked down at the books in her hands then back up to Dory, a small smile spread over her lips and she nodded her head, âSure, if itâs not too much trouble.â She said eyes darting back down to her books, there was a nice variety there things that normally â she most likely wouldnât have picked up, but since Kai asked her to come in, and finding Dory took a while she ended up with some interesting topics.
Her eyebrows shot up and her head cocked to the side as Dory started to describe the documentary she had woken up and watched a bit of. She understood generally what Dory was speaking on but her interest had been piqued, she wanted to see this documentary, the studies surrounding it. âSounds fascinating, I could help explain it if you want to understand more.â she smiled. âYears of therapy and psychology studies has me pretty fluent in that sort of talk.â She chuckled, âI have read it,â She added a second later, âSo you had a different experience after realizingâŠ.â She trailed off letting the other fill in the gap, get her talking and comfortable.Â
âIâve read a decent amount of the âpopularâ YA books. Harry Potter, PJO, Divergent⊠though Iâm up for any sort of recommendation. I mostly just enjoy good plot and character development. I just like it through the lens of fantasy or Sci-fi since our own world is a bit much at times.â She said with a grin, âSometimes, you just need an escape from the darkness that is the real world and need to see some other â not our world situations.â
âIt must be hard being a therapist sometimes. Iâm watching Lucifer, and the therapist there is taken advantage of by her friends, and I imagine that can be a thing sometimes. But you also must be pretty smart.â She complimented with a grin. âOh, itâs no trouble at all! Itâs my job, and Iâm happy to do it.â She took half the books the woman was carrying, and lead her to the check out counter, slipping behind it. She grabbed a sticky note and a pen, and after stacking the rest of the womanâs books so far neatly â largest on the bottom â she went to write on the paper, then paused. âIâm so sorry, that was rude of me. I didnât even ask your name to write down!â She blushed a little, but once she got a name, she wrote it down, then her own name in brackets underneath, in case someone needed to move the stack, or she was needed regarding anything of it.
âOh.. youâre very sweet, but thatâs okay. Iâm not really smart enough to remember anything you tell me, or.. I guess more that I wonât really get it.â Dorothy had worked harder than anyone in school, only to get grades that barely scraped her a passing mark sometimes. She remembered crying in frustration multiple times a week, and faked being sick more than most people would. Sometimes she would tell Kai some of her bees were sick so she couldnât go to school, because they could sting someone. Anything to keep her out of classes when she was younger. She got more creative in high school, of course, but she also started trying harder.
âWell, after realizing.. it just made me see that people treat different people.. differently. Like theyâre some srt of inconvenience just because theyâre different, which isnât fair at all, and itâs like the more different they are, the more theyâre told theyâre wrong for existing. And everyone trying to just get by in the world without being discovered, and they have to pretend what theyâre not, even though itâs not natural to them, so they just hide and become factionless, because thatâs better than trying to be something theyâre not, just because something is wrong with them, even though itâs not really wrong, theyâre just different, and shouldnât be an inconvenience for people, because itâs not like they choose to be-â Dory cut herself off, blushing. âSorry, Maâam.â It was clear she had read the book feeling a personal connection to the divergent; her social anxiety.
âMy security blanket book is Fahrenheit Four Fifty-One. By Ray Bradbury? Heâs one of my favourites. I donât think the Harry Potter books are well written at all. Oh! Maybe youâd like The Wasp Factory? It was.. not what I expected when I heard the title. But itâs... in the mind of a child psychopath. And thatâs psychology. It has some really good reviews. And.. well, I really love Ella Minnow Pea. Animal Farm is also worth mentioning. I think thereâs s psychology point of view in there somewhere. I also really loved The Cay. It was beautiful.â








