ʙɪʀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ
Where two untypical psychics find comfort and strength in one another whilst the world around them comes crashing down.
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙿𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚜
The day had finally come of which Nyx had not been looking forward to. The very moment the judge had declared that part of her pardoning was that she would have to attend months worth of therapy and be signed off by a psychologist the dread had started to fill her. And now as the day finally came where she would meet with the psychologist for the first time, the dread had amount and Nyx felt incredible anxious. It was not something she was ashamed of admitting if asked, but she would not bring this up otherwise. Wednesday had a session a few days prior, one which had not gone well at all, and had been included in a plan for Wednesday to run away and escape the school. A plan which had been stopped early in its tracks by their own principle. And it had only left Nyx feeling even more anxious about what was going to happen. She knew that as sisters people often saw Wednesday and Nyx as extensions of one another, especially with the way they outwardly appeared. And it obviously came with occasional advantages, but often like now it came with a myrade of setbacks.
Nyx knew that everyone involved with her therapy session was going to think she would have a repeat of what Wednesday's session had spiralled into. But Nyx she did not want to pull the same things her sister had. She had no intent to run away from the school so that would not be occurring. She was also open to sitting in the same room as the therapist, she would not guarantee she would talk to the woman but she would sit there and listen to what the Doctor had to say to her. Intrigued of what assumptions had been made before they had even met.
Therefore, as she sat in the small mini-van that had been driven by the principle outside a rather boring looking shop Nyx had nothing to say to the woman. Principle Weems had been looking at her for the last few minutes, potentially trying to formulate something to say to the younger twin but coming up blank. Something Nyx was overly familiar with, unless it was something negative authoritative figures often had little to say to her. But the Principle seemed to be thinking hard.
"Dr. Kinbott is located on the second floor, many other students use her facilities she holds no prejudice against outcast." Principle Weems gave her a half attempt at being soft and approachable something Nyx wasn't sure a principle should be. So she gave a tight lipped smile in response.
"I'll be waiting out here for you to visit, and if you behave I'll treat you to a slice of cake and some coffee from the Weathervane." The principle added on and despite the idea of forming a bond with the principle sounding rather strange to Nyx she did appreciate the gesture and supposed they would be visiting. After all, who could say no to free things.
"That sounds like a plan. I suppose I just head inside?" Nyx unfastened her seatbelt and headed for the door handle.
"Just go on in. She should be expecting you." And with those words Nyx did venture inside the rather plain looking building. She saw nothing of great note as she walked inside, decided not to even take her time to study anything upon the wall, it was not much either way. Some positive phrases and other things that Nyx was not overly interested in to begin with yet alone as she stepped foot down this supposed path into new beginnings and a new mindset.
