/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>go to bogey therapist
>confess all your woes and everything still afflicting you from before the portals and cry when you get into how all the bread you bake goes flat and you can't do anything right even in this magical new world
>she keeps her chin in a light grip
>didn't take any notes.
>eventually nods and makes a little thinking noise, leaning back in her chair
>laces her fingers and tents her thumbs and indexes
>chews on the inside of her cheek
>gets ready to say something
>nope
>wipes her nose on her arm and makes a slightly sniffly sniff
>nods again, deeper
>stares out the window
>squinch-wiggles her nose and sniffs again
>it's a windy day.
>takes a clipboard from her desk and pens something
>hands it to you. "please fill out this form."
>Do you like hugs? [] YES [] NO [] NOT SURE
>stares at you
>uh
>...tick yes
>hand it back
>she takes a few seconds to read it while nodding
>puts the clipboard down, grabs a different one, and writes something down
>hands it to you. "this too, if you would."
>Do you like me? [] YES [] NO [] NOT SURE
>she crosses her legs and folds her hands on them, looking out the window
>i mean, yes? but. uh jeez... tick not sure.
>hand it back
>reads it for 10 seconds and whispers "not sure. okay."
>deep breath
>grabs a third clipboard, but this one already has something official printed on it
>clicky clicks a pen from a jar
>"with your permission, i'd like to set up a trial course for..."
>"for, uh..."
>takes off her glasses. they rattle as they come to rest on her desk
>meet eyes accidentally as both your eyes wander
>springs out of her chair and dives onto you like a mascot horror antagonist
>it's like being mauled by a tiger but it's a weighted blanket filled with plutonium
>her giant plushy hands shovel under your head and torso and stroke you all over
>feel like a stuffed animal in her embrace
>forehead and cheeks get damp as she covers you in kisses making guilty whimpers
>"i can fix it. i can fix it."
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