• Forever • [Whizzvin]

A psychiatrist's hell

Mendel was in a tricky situation.

He was staring puzzledly at the ridiculous and childish man before him, his mouth agape as the brunette yapped out complaints.
'This is only the first appointment!!' He exclaimed in his head, closing his mouth and examining the man in front of him.

"-And don't even get me started on Whizzer! Oh god, where do I even start with fucking Whizzer?! He's just ugh! He's never home and yells at me when I'm disciplining him! and he-"
Putting his hands up to halt him, Mendel takes a breath and cuts him off. 

"Alright! Alright! well, uh, I can see why you need me." He made hand motions at his patient, hopefully settling the breathing time bomb in front of him.
"Let's start by you telling me how your day was." Looking at Marvin unexpectedly, he quickly snatched his trusty pen and paper to jot down notes on his behavior and explanations.

Marvin, quickly gathering his stature, cleared his throat and nodded. "Yes.. that seems like a good place to start off..." Leaning back on the plush couch he was sitting in, the man rubbed his chin thoughtfully while going over today's events. "Well, first the day started off with me waking up and getting breakfast. I got cereal out the cabinet and sat down next to Whizzer, my boyfriend." He starts to scowl as he imagines his boyfriend. "fuck him..." He grumbles quietly, and Mendel knew that because he could only hear a sliver of the grumpy remark. 

"He expected me to come with him to one of his fancy parties with a couple of he people he's partnered with for fashion. " The gay groaned loudly and extended his arms out. "I seriously don't care for that gay fashion shit!! I never iron my clothes, and Whizzer literally has to tie me down (Insert lenny face) In order for me to wear an actual suit." Mendel paused his writing and looked up at Marvin. 

"So what'd you say to him?" Marvin looked at him and shook his head as if the answer were obvious. "I told him to fuck of-" Mendel coughed and started to ask God what he was doing to deserve this. Why him? Why?

"Hey! Hey? Are you even listening??" Marvin thanos snapped in front of Mendel's face, quickly getting his attention. "Anyways, I told him to fuck off and he locked himself in the bathroom until he had to get to work." Marvin shrugged. " Which is basically anytime since he's his own boss." Mendel coughed once again and flipped through his notes in bewilderment. How did this turn from peaceful to a train wreck in mere seconds?

'That man has relationship problems,' He concluded, looking over the scribbled down notes and the man's bored and apathetic expression. 

"oh yeah, I also got a job, since before, a month after I got kicked out by Trina, I found Whizzer, so I got a job at  ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶s̶e̶x̶ ̶c̶l̶u̶b̶ ̶d̶o̶w̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶r̶o̶a̶d̶ A local dildo marketing place." Mendel now resorted to choking on his teaTM that he was sipppping and considered quitting tomorrow and moving to Costa Rica. 

"Alright, what did you feel when he doesn't return home at a appropriate time?" Mendel asked, leaning back in his chair and glancing at the clock every minute. He wished for this to end.

"I feel frustrated, lonely, and... Horny." He mutters thoughtfully, and Mendel mentally face palms. 

"Okay... any others?" with Marvin's childish and slightly complex personality, Mendel would think there would be more to him than sex. 

"...I'm just very horny."

Apparently not.