Julie's never been to a counselor herself, but. Um. Wow. Joan pretty much talks like how she'd expect one to. It's kind of soothing, actually. And really straight to the point.
Though she's gotta admit, now she's curious about what, exactly, R was saying about her. She's not sure what Joan thinks their relationship is, but it sounds surprisingly close to bosom buddies. How is she supposed to explain she hasn't actually known him that long? (And that most of that time was spent trying to, you know, run away from him?)
Whatever. She has to try. Who knows? This might actually work. Ignoring the hunger apparently isn't going to anymore.
Something to hold his attention. Despite her wanting to insist she doesn't know him that well, it doesn't take much more than a second for her to come up with something. "He likes music. I told him he was a purist." She glances at him, and there's amusement despite the whole leaking-zombie thing going on here. It's not the worst she's seen. "He collected a shitload of vinyls. I don't even know where he found them all."
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Though she's gotta admit, now she's curious about what, exactly, R was saying about her. She's not sure what Joan thinks their relationship is, but it sounds surprisingly close to bosom buddies. How is she supposed to explain she hasn't actually known him that long? (And that most of that time was spent trying to, you know, run away from him?)
Whatever. She has to try. Who knows? This might actually work. Ignoring the hunger apparently isn't going to anymore.
Something to hold his attention. Despite her wanting to insist she doesn't know him that well, it doesn't take much more than a second for her to come up with something. "He likes music. I told him he was a purist." She glances at him, and there's amusement despite the whole leaking-zombie thing going on here. It's not the worst she's seen. "He collected a shitload of vinyls. I don't even know where he found them all."