[ harley is... not on time. rolling up to the office rather than being there to greet anyone who she might or might not have remembered she has an appointment with.
she also doesn't look much like a therapist, wearing a pair of overall shorts and thigh-high boots paired with a red-and-black-striped sleeveless turtleneck sweater once she strips off her jacket and flings it over the back of the chair behind the desk. ]
That's my name, don't wear it out.
[ an astute observer might notice that she doesn't leave her office door locked. or that there's a baby rubber plant sitting on her desk, courtesy of an anonymous patient. she leans back in her chair and puts her boots up on the desk, folding her hands over her stomach. ]
So they said you needed someone to shrink ya, huh?
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she also doesn't look much like a therapist, wearing a pair of overall shorts and thigh-high boots paired with a red-and-black-striped sleeveless turtleneck sweater once she strips off her jacket and flings it over the back of the chair behind the desk. ]
That's my name, don't wear it out.
[ an astute observer might notice that she doesn't leave her office door locked. or that there's a baby rubber plant sitting on her desk, courtesy of an anonymous patient. she leans back in her chair and puts her boots up on the desk, folding her hands over her stomach. ]
So they said you needed someone to shrink ya, huh?