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"Tell me, what do you see?" The balding gentleman asked in a soft tone.
To Rick the ceiling was white. Maybe off-white. Gossamer spiderwebs undulated by the vents. "The ceiling."
A pen tapped yellowing teeth, "That is a good start. Please tell me more."
He took a deep breath to stave off the urge to nap as he reposed upon the large leather #couch. "Some cracks in the paint" his eyes traced their patterns, almost saccading as if in REM sleep. 1/x
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Show threadtobadzistsiniFeb 26
"Do they remind you of anything?" Dr. Junker was firm, urging an off-the-cuff response.
Rick blurted, "Lightning" followed by shame for such a normiecore answer. "No, wait—"
At first there was no pattern. Just old paint giving way as the structure settled and adjusted to whatever weight it bore in the office above. A blink later, there was a pattern. "A cat."
"Dumkopf!" Hans stood, "It's clearly a sausage!" Notepad and fountain pen flew across the room before the doctor stormed out. 2/x
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Rick swung his legs over and sat up, "That's the last time I buy psychiatric advice off TEMU." 3/3
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Show threadAsakiyumeFeb 26
@tobadzistsini normiecore 😂
Show threadAsakiyumeFeb 26
@tobadzistsini (not sure why it didn't post w/hilariously laughing emoji initially... I intended it to! )