Mad Love

Part 7~ The Colors

"You will need to make sure that your decorations are patient friendly Dr.Quinnzel. We keep a tame environment so that patients aren't set of by any triggers from their past or something like that" Veronica has kept up her robotic appearance, but at some points in our odd -I guess you could call it friendship-she has let signs of human emotion shine through her covered personality. It's kind of a luck of the draw type of relationship. A lottery of emotions if you will. I simply nod and smile as I walk out of the employee break-room. I hop into my car and drive to a wonderful shop called Gotham Grabs since it's my lunch break. I walk through the isles delicately dragging my fingers over the contents of each isle. When my mum used to drag the family shopping I made use of my allowance and bought a giant rainbow pen that I couldn't write with, but I just admired. I grabbed all of my supplies and dropped them into the dark grey cart. Gosh why does everything I see have to be grey!? First the Asylum now a shopping cart WHY DID THEY BRING SHOPPING CARTS INTO THIS!? I struggle to push the shopping cart to the check out counter due to its a-wire wheel. I hate these types of shopping carts and I don't hate that many things in this world. I fumble with my purse pulling out my red and blue wallet. Bernie gave it to me as gift when I dressed like a nurse on Halloween. He was a serial killer and he said the wallet reminded him of his bad and my good. Red and blue the most odd pair of colors yet still when brought together can make something beautiful. I paid the lady the stupidly large amount of money for the small supplies and swung the bags skipping to my car. I drive back to Arkham and begin my project. It was sort of like colouring a colouring book. Colouring inside the lines, but still breaking out of the black and white bindings. I had put a limited amount of cheesy inspirational posters up so that my patients wouldn't think I'm on of those nurses who tries too hard to turn their brains to mush through kindness. I got a red and black laptop cover for the laptop that was provided by the institution. As I stick the bright colourful poster onto the wall with a thumb tack with a cute cotton candy pink I realise this is probably something patients could use as a weapon against me if they get violent so I decide to go the ticky tack route instead. I grab the card board box with the blue substance rolled into a ball and open it. I stick all my posters up and fall onto my chair. I look at my clock and see it's 1:07pm and my appointment with patient 0022 isn't until 3:00pm. They have all patients eat and exercise before they meet with the doctors so that they have most of their emotions out of their system. I open up my laptop and begin writing notes for my patients, but for some reason a certain patient has wiggled it's way into my brain. Joker. His brilliant red smile and green hair practically fuelled by electricity itself. His smile was something that stuck with me. I didn't feel scared when I was with him, but then again the caped crusader was there. The weird part about finally opening my life up is that I'm starting to feel emotions again that I never could if I was still burying in my work. It's weird, but also magical. Like being slapped, but getting all the love of the world afterwards. It was absolutely intoxicating and I hate to say it, but I'm addicted. I saw him in his cell when I went for Catwoman's appointment. He had been starring at a random wall of his cell and I couldn't help, but wish he would turn around and see me. What am I doing!? I can't get emotional attachment issues with a patient it's psychiatrist 101 rule 1!! This is a disaster, but I'm going to try it anyways. I look to the clock and see it's only 1:30. Perfect now I have time to talk to Dr.Arkham about patient 0600 and his current arrangement for doctors.