[forever in progress]
Title: Sheep in the Meadow
Characters: Daisuke and anyone who's super-awesome (preferably some nurses/doctors/therapists in here too plz)
Location: Day Room
Rating: over 9000
Summary: Boy, group therapy sure is fun.
Day/Time: Day 29/14oo
Turning back from the barred window and the snow outside, Daisuke leaned against the window frame and glanced around. Now that he had been here a while, the snow was less amazing (and a lot colder than it always looked), but it was still fun to look at. Maybe during his next free time he'd ask a nurse if he could go outside with a pencil and try to draw a snowy tree. Daisuke had never been any good at still-life, so it was good to work on . . .
But for now, he had to stay in group therapy. Not that he was complaining. Last time he was here he had met one of his best friends, Ai! And maybe his doctor would be here, slightly creepy as he was. Once he got to know the older man, perhaps he could be nice. After all, he did get the super cute bug plushie! His hands squished the soft doll at the thought of it - yes, he carried it around with him in the big pocket of his sweatshirt.
He hoped this meeting would be just as fun, though he'd have to wait a few minutes to wait for everyone to come in; the boy was a bit early, half out of excitement and half because he had been in the day room watching TV anyway. Mostly the first one, though.
Characters: Daisuke and anyone who's super-awesome (preferably some nurses/doctors/therapists in here too plz)
Location: Day Room
Rating: over 9000
Summary: Boy, group therapy sure is fun.
Day/Time: Day 29/14oo
Turning back from the barred window and the snow outside, Daisuke leaned against the window frame and glanced around. Now that he had been here a while, the snow was less amazing (and a lot colder than it always looked), but it was still fun to look at. Maybe during his next free time he'd ask a nurse if he could go outside with a pencil and try to draw a snowy tree. Daisuke had never been any good at still-life, so it was good to work on . . .
But for now, he had to stay in group therapy. Not that he was complaining. Last time he was here he had met one of his best friends, Ai! And maybe his doctor would be here, slightly creepy as he was. Once he got to know the older man, perhaps he could be nice. After all, he did get the super cute bug plushie! His hands squished the soft doll at the thought of it - yes, he carried it around with him in the big pocket of his sweatshirt.
He hoped this meeting would be just as fun, though he'd have to wait a few minutes to wait for everyone to come in; the boy was a bit early, half out of excitement and half because he had been in the day room watching TV anyway. Mostly the first one, though.