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Post by Joel O'Reilly on Oct 15, 2007 15:07:09 GMT -5
Joel was seated behind his big comfy desk in his big comfy seat reading up on a file or something or else. He had an appiontment with a Ms. Gabriella Lestrange and he was waiting for her to arrive before he moved to other awesomly comfy seat near the sickly comfy couch that would be hers for the next hour.
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Post by Gabriella Lestrange on Oct 15, 2007 15:19:34 GMT -5
(lmao you giant TOOL)
It was hardly her idea of fun, or in her opinion the only way she could get her daughter back. Yet for the sake of her Aunt she had promised to attent the therapy session, though she doubted she would go to more than one, there was nothing wrong with her except her damn dead fiancee had stolen her baby from her and put it into the care of his devil spawn. Tossing her hair she walked straight through the door, not bothering to knock, she looked as she always did, perfect and preened, whatever problems she had been having hadn't taken their toll on her and she had immediately sprung back into shape after giving birth to her daughter.
Fixing a pleasant smile on her face she looked at the therapist. Maybe this could be funner than she had first thought.
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Post by Joel O'Reilly on Oct 15, 2007 15:55:00 GMT -5
(How am i a tool?)
Joel got out of his comfy chair and stood as he heard the door open. Looking down at the file, he moved towards the door, "Miss Lestaaaaaaaaa...." he had finally looked up and her beauty simply took a hold of all of his thoughts to the point where he couldn't even finish his sentence. "Sorry about that, Miss Lestrange. Please take a seat," he said motioning to the Sofa thing.
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Post by Gabriella Lestrange on Oct 15, 2007 15:58:59 GMT -5
(I love how un therapist like his profile is haha)
Pursing her lips slightly she watched him elongate her name, it didn't exactly please her but she couldn't deny the effect she had created amused her, it had been a while since she took notice of what she did to men, well since Tino anyway. "It is quite alright, Dr, it's a pleasure to meet you," a playful smile tugged at her lips as she unbuttoned her coat, draping it over the chair arm before adjusting her low cut dress. Taking a seat she crossed her legs elegantly. "Thankyou."
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Post by Joel O'Reilly on Oct 15, 2007 20:42:59 GMT -5
(I Love how full of jonnys you are!  Did that make sense?) Joel took a seat in his comfy chair that faced her comfy seat. "So this is our first meeting and I just like to get to know you a bit and you can feel free to ask me any questions you'd like I was answer them truthfully. My name is Dr. Joel O'Reilly and it's truely a pleasure." Joel moved in his chair getting himself a little more comfortable as he pulled out his little notebook and flipped it open to a blank page. He pulled out his pen and let the tip rest upon the blank page. "How has your day been so far Ms. Lestrange?" |
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Post by Gabriella Lestrange on Oct 16, 2007 8:52:48 GMT -5
(If I was some weird freak who stuffed herself full o condoms haha maybe one o the shit twins does it)
Shrugging lightly she reached out daintly with a pale had and plucked a stray hair from the purple silk of her dress. Her favourite colour naturally. She wasn't paying much attention to his words, though her eyes were examining his face constantly, and it brought a rather sly smile to her face. "Ahh no Dr, the pleasure is all mine as I said before," her voice was dripping with innuendos as her dark eyes flashed. Watching him pull out a notebook she fluffed her hair idly, her eyes leaving him for the first time as she gazed around the room, taking in the furnishings, they were pleasing enough. Look back at him she gave a wicked grin. "Are you sure you don't want me to lay down for this Dr O'Reilly?"
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