//let the record show// @jaded---jade-blog - Tumblr Blog

psychcristina:

“It’s not that bad here. The bathrooms are always clean.”

“If a clean toilet is all I have to be excited about, my point has been proven.”

psychcristina:

“So.. How are you today Jade?” She had to steer this conversation into a new direction or she might die from embarrassment.

“Uh... I’m okay... I live in a mental hospital, but other than that, things are just great.”

#c:cristina

psychcristina:

“I’m Dr. Summers.” She didn’t want Jade to know who she was, or meet her this way, but it would get out eventually. “I never do this.”

“Uh... nice to meet you...” Jade stuck her hands in her pockets and shifted back and forth. “I... wouldn’t think you would... you know... professionalism and such.”

#c:cristina

psychcristina:

“I am, yeah. I’m sorry.” She whipped her cheeks with her sleeve. “What’s your name?”

“Okay...” Jade pulled her hand back and glanced up and down, wondering if she was going to cry again. “Jade. Like the color. Or the gemstone. Or a synonym for slut.”

#c:cristina

psychcristina:

“I’m sorry. I just can’t stop crying.” She held her hands over her eyes so she couldn’t see the patients response. “I never do this.”

“Uh...” Jade reached over and awkwardly tapped on her shoulders. “You... okay?” She was trying to be sympathetic, because her moods weren’t exactly stable, either.

#she so cute in this gif #c:cristina

psychcristina:

“I just spilled coffee on my other shirt and I put it on and I liked it so I kept it. I’m really sorry.” She was hoping the girl wouldn’t agree with her on it being weird. Cristina couldn’t believe herself- crying in front of a patient.

“Uh...” Jade was at a loss for words for a few moments, trying to figure out what to say. Why was she crying? She’d already told her it was fine. What the fuck? “It’s... okay... no need to get emotional. I just... want it back at some point...”

#c:cristina

angeredeve:

“You realise it’s just a shirt, right? You’re not losing that much.”

“I like that shirt. And what else do I have to care about in here? I’m living in a box full of crazy people. I want my shirt.”

#c:eve

hartedzoe:

“Well either no. Or you can give me something in return.”

Jade rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. “What do you want?”

#c:zoe

psychcristina:

“I have a sweater in my office but it has little holes over the entire thing. You must think I’m a complete freak for taking clothes from the lost and found.”

Jade raised her eyebrows when she started to ramble. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it... I dunno, it’s kinda weird... and potentially gross, but you know, cheaper than buying stuff.”