.lace up your shoes

[.xander;;]

something must have broken, because the clock controlling time for xander stopped immediately upon hearing that name. oh, why had he ever told katze about her? it was just asking for horrors like this.

the lycanthrope's eyes fell from lynx's face. every time he brought her up, xander drew into himself and refused to think about her. how did he ever expect to get over her if he didn't face her?

but he didn't want to get over her...

stan looked down at his guarded with a frown deeper than usual. his hand fell onto the brunet's shoulder firmly, trying to provide him with support.

xander took a deep breath. he forced his hand to grip the pen and his fingers to write. his eyes didn't rise again to meet his psychiatrist's and his expression stayed neutral. this was his chance to get over his weakness, however little he felt he needed to.

i would deny ever knowing that boy i used to be so close to.

his pain was showing through after all. but he was being honest--he was trying to put himself in her shoes, as badly as it hurt.

if i hadn't already forced myself to completely forget he even existed, that is. he's as good as nonexistent now, anyway. but he deserves to be locked up in the middle of the desert. he's a bad person. i don't know how i ever cared about him in the first place.

xander never broke tenses. writing was one of the only things he was good at. but so was torturing himself over julie.

[lynx]

There was no smile as the other wrote that, he was just reading quietly, nodding his head a bit for who knew what reason. "Then, Xander... What about..." He paused a moment.

"What about Peter or Sheryl?" He asked, his voice a little nervous to ask Xander that.

Oh this.... Was going to be bad.

[.xander;;]

oh. pfft. peter and sheryl. it wasn't hard talking about them. he didn't care what they thought. if they could treat him like he wasn't important, he could do the same for them.

if i was peter, i'd still be lazing around on my ass all day. i'd have forgotten by now that i'd ever even had a family.

as for sheryl, he added with a dark smile, i'd be destroying all evidence of my son's existence, if i hadn't finished that already. plus i'd be sleeping with every man in town. again, if i hadn't already.

xander had no idea about his father- or brother-in-law.

[lynx]

Nods slowly, and sighs a moment later. "That's all, Xander... Is there anything else at all you'd like to discuss before... the session is over?" Oh this had been a bad day, how to cheer the other up before the night that the other would be able to think about all of this and torture himself with?

[.xander;;]

xander wasn't exactly sure if he had anything else to say. he let his mind wander a bit, unsure of what to say to katze that he would find acceptable. eventually he gave up on this "acceptable" business and decided that lynx's office had somehow turned itself into a confessional.

a few weeks before i was committed, i tried to eat my neighbor's cat.

nice one, xander.

[lynx]

Blinks at that, and tilts his head for a moment, for a wolf, that would probably be normal, right.

"Please don't eat Mink next time I bring her?" A little inappropriate, but a valid concern, her really did love his darling kitty!

"Well, you didn't eat it, right?"

[.xander;;]

no. i didn't.

way to go xander! that poor kitty practically had a heart attack. he probably would have eaten it if the squirrel hadn't distracted him. but no, he didn't intend to eat mink. not yet, anyway. he would save that for a day that lynx wasn't around.

[lynx]

"O-okay...D-don't eat Mink?" Looks absolutely pathetic in that pleading, he truly loved that cute kitty of his, didn't he? Not that it mattered.

He kinda shifted from side to side for a moment or two, sucking down milkshake. "A-anything else, anything at all, Xander?"

[.xander;;]

a sigh escaped xander's lips.

no, i won't eat mink. yet, he added to himself. he glanced up at lynx with an expression tied between boredom and sincerity. he honestly wanted to keep this session going. he had nothing better to do. besides, look at lynx. it was hard to be angry at that face.

what do you want me to say? i'll say it. well, he'd write it, but let's not get technical.

[lynx]

Ah, he did have that cute face on that somehow made even Dan smile (Olala Dan). Lynx just tittered a moment or two, and looked down for a moment...

"Ahhh..." He was thinking, that was really all he wanted this session, to be honest.

"Who's your favorite therapist that you've had?"