Baron: *sitting down with my evil therapist* I dunno Evil Dr. Amanda… I just feel like I don’t even know him, but on another level I totally do? Is that crazy?
Dr. Amanda: as Ive said before Mort, you can just call me Amanda. I know the whole branding is “evil” but I’m not… anywho- not the point. I don’t think that’s crazy at all. It was a previous member of temporary staff, as you said, which is more an HR thing, not a me thing- but you and… well for confidentiality, we’ll say “Person,” you guys seem to have really hit it off. I don’t think it’s crazy at all.
Baron: Yeah… *sigh* I guess so… I just, I keep going back and forth whether what I did was too much? Or maybe just not enough? What do you think.
Dr. Amanda: It’s certainly possible your actions scared it off, but I don’t think that’s the case.
Baron: Really??
Dr. Amanda: Yes Mort… now this next part matters get comfortable but do you think I can talk to Him?
Baron: Oh… I dunno Doc… it kinda hurts.
Dr. Amanda: I know, only if you feel comfortable Mort, I just want to see something, if that’s okay? If you don’t feel comfortable we’ll try it again another time.
Baron: … No no, we can try. But if I don’t like it we can stop?
Dr. Amanda: Of course Baron, just try to make yourself as comfortable as possible, no standing like last time.
Baron: Okay… here goes… *laying down on a couch* ready… *deep breath* ╵⸍◟ᛁᛍᛁ ⸝⸜⸍ ⠃⸝ᛍᛁ ◟ᛁᛍᚽ⸍ ╮⸜⸌⸝╵ᚽ ╮ᚽ⸝⸍ ᚽ⸝╵ ⸝⸌╮⸝ᛁ╵ ިᛁᛁ⸜
What. What- oh gods above am I in therapy??
Dr. Amanda: Hello █████ ████████ it’s been some time since last we spoke.
Technically we speak every time this idiot speaks.
Dr. Amanda: Your consistent need to belittle him shows me a great deal you know. But we’re not here to discuss that today.
Oh?
Dr. Amanda: What did you say to “Person.” You seem to have thrown a wedge between it and the Baron.
It is none of your mortal concern.
Dr. Amanda: NO- you don’t- you don’t just get to decide that… Mort is… my boss and my friend. And I care very deeply about him- so you better fucking tell me the truth.
… I distanced them, this is true. My kin do not marry underlings. They were born to become royalty. So excuse me for doing everything within my right to protect my dynasty.
Dr. Amanda: You’re dead… You have been for centuries, let your family move on. Please ████████ for him, for all of them! They deserve to move on…
Not until my grand dreams are realized.
