BEYONCÉ KNOWLES
"You're telling me I have to work with someone?"
"Yes ma'am." I mentally groaned and slumped back in the chair.
"Ms. Wilson, I don't want too. You know I don't do good around new people."
"I told you to call me Gabi, Beyoncé and this is a good opportunity for you to make new friends."
"I don't need any new friends. I'm fine by myself."
"That's not good, Beyoncé. I'm your therapist and I'm trying to help you."
"I could survive alone and you know it. I did it for so long."
"I want to change that for you. I want you to experience the things they have around the facility."
"Go to school, therapy, and back to my room. I've done it all."
"You skip lunch everyday."
"Cause I don't like to eat lunch."
"Mhm, did you get partnered?"
"Yea... with Onika actually."
"The same one you've had a crush on since you got here?"
"There's only one Onika, Gabi. Of course it's her. She scares me."
"She is challenging... she's not my patient but she is Rowe's patient. I've heard a lot."
"But she's cute and the way she holds a pout or a mug at the meetings. That's does something to me."
"Then why don't you got talk to her?"
"You know why! I'm socially awkward."
"And I'm trying to help you with that." I sighed and stuffed my hands in my joggers.
"It's hard, Gabi. I'd rather keep my nose in m-"
"You're Bdsm books." I felt my cheeks heat up. I pushed the frame of my glasses up the bridge of my nose.
"Y-yeah... those."
"You can't always just sit around and read them. You're not gonna develop any social skills."
"I still don't think I need them."
"You do. That plays a big part in your life and yourself."
"I found myself perfectly fine and I know what I want."
"A girlfriend?"
"Somewhere along the lines one would be nice."
"I mean you could always get Onika."
"She's not gonna want me. You know I want a girlfriend that likes my... kinks too."
"You don't know that, Beyoncé. Have you ever held a conversation with her?"
"I mean no, bu-"
