Fandom Island Counseling Services and Psychiatry, Wednesday

[never_dull]

It was amazing how dull some of the problems of residents here were, but Fandom did at least offer some unique solutions.

"I'm not at all certain what the legal ramifications of permanently stranding your cheating spouse on another world are; I would suggest you contact a lawyer about that. Why don't we discuss how it makes you feel?"

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[myownface]

Another Wednesday, another... Wednesday. Nothing special, really, though Sparkle was starting to get antsy around the apartment, and it took him far too much time to realize that half the reason he'd been so anxious lately was that things had been too damn quiet these days, with Atton in another galaxy doing... whatever he was up to, lately.

He realized some time in the mid-afternoon that maybe he just needed some company, and the list of people that he felt comfortable bothering on no notice was somewhat on the smallish side. But, so long as Doctor Lecter didn't have any patients at the time...

He lingered in the front yard, keeping company with the flamingos kind of awkwardly, until he saw somebody - likely a patient - leaving Hannibal's office. And then he made his way up and gave a little knock. At least if he caught him between appointments, he wouldn't be interrupting anything. And it wasn't like he was difficult to chase off if someone else stopped by.

[never_dull]

Hannibal opened the door and smiled. "Sparkle. How are you today?" He held the door partway open. "I have drinks in here, or if you're hungry, we can go into the house."

[myownface]

Sparkle gave Hannibal a relieved little smile. Of course he knew Hannibal was in there. He had just been worried that he'd interrupt something, or get sent away or...

Or whatever.

"There's no way I'm going to turn down food if you're offering," he replied. "I was just kind of hoping for company for a while, though."

In case Hannibal for whatever reason thought that Sparkle was inviting himself over for dinner or something.

[never_dull]

"Food it is." Hannibal smiled. "I'll never turn down an audience, either." He stepped out and closed the door behind him, squeezing Sparkle's shoulder as he headed toward the house. "How have you been?"