.lace up your shoes

[.xander;;]

well. that was easy. xander hated therapists collectively but lynx was different. he didn't treat his patients, or xander at least, like they were less than human. at the same time he knew when to treat the brunet like a child. hell knows he acted like one all the time.

you. insert serious business face here.

[lynx]

Can't help but smile at that! Omg omg omg omg omg! XANDER LIKED HIM! XANDER LIIIIKED HIM! (That better be up on his fuggin' profile) He was the happiest man in the world right then.

"T-that's nice to know, Xander." Head tilting smile, oh he was about to sing! "Thank you."

[.xander;;]

good for lynx! finally xander admits to liking him. or at least, hating him less than everyone else. he was pretty boss at hating people. well, people were easy to hate.

absentmindedly, xander dropped the pen and scratched at his jawline, which was frankly starting to look like dead hedges. the hair was still a mop.

anything else? he asked once the marker was in hand again.

[lynx]

Write a perscription down, and gives the note to Stan (it was for Xander to take a nice shower and clean up, since, well, he looked like shit.). "Unless there's something else you want to cover, then, you can go for the day." He had a big smile on his face, pushing some of the blond locks behind an ear, like a girl.

He was girly.

[.xander;;]

apparently xander liked lynx's girliness because he didn't budge from his seat. he may have been in a noticeably good mood but that didn't mean he would admit to katze that he didn't want to leave the nice psychiatrist's office. leave it to a schizo to say hate but show love.

our two hours aren't up, he said rather than 'please let me stay lynxy!'

[lynx]

Lynx looked at the other in surprise. "Ah, I thought you might like the extra hour to yourself, since I'm a little backed-up on some paperwork..." -Cough- Lynx had taxes to do and fill and such, the poor thing wasn't very good with accounting stuff, he should hire one, right? But, he really wanted to feel grown up and do all that awesome man stuff himself!

Fine, he wanted to see if Dan was up and grab some coffee...

[.xander;;]

poor xander. lynx didn't get it did he. let's see. how else could he say it besides "please lynxy i love you let me stay with you because i think you're awesome and i never want to leave you." from the looks of it, he didn't have many options.

i don't, he replied despondently. he didn't want the extra hour to himself. he wanted the extra hour with lynx. T_T

[lynx]

Doesn't know what to say. "...Welll... If you don't mind sitting here and watching me take care of things, you can stay." Only planned for a short session today. He got up and started to tend to his things, like, taxes and such, first leaning over his desk to get his laptop out and such, frowning as he rummaged around.

[.xander;;]

yay! xander could stay! he was too distracted by lynxers to do something of his own like read or write.

... well! xander had discovered something about himself right then. he usually only read or wrote when he was lonely. but he wasn't lonely right now. he was just sitting there. watching lynx. like a creeper. a cute puppy-eyed creeper.

[lynx]

A frown was on his features as he pulls the items out, returning to the chair (a new milkshake filled), and started to pop things up and work on his taxes--finding that the computer program he paid for did it for him which was damn amazing.

So, he switched to his American and German taxes too like a good boy.