Alex

*he’s sitting on the couch as his parents bring in another new therapist. The last one quit cause they couldn’t stand that he couldn’t talk. He thinks to himself “another one that’ll just leave me”*

So, talk

*he just stares at you, not saying anything. He doesn't want to talk. He doesn't want to be judged by anyone. He's been judged his entire life.*

*I stand back and you see me in a bunny costume*

Jealous? *I grab your face, making your mouth open, spitting in it*

*licks the bottom of shoe*