#//: thats just my tag for dealing with psychology department sorry lol

[records-intern]

"mhghm"

*they grumble out something close enough to an answer, shying away from her touch but heading towards where they heard her voice*

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”

[rosalind-learns-blogging]

She doesn’t touch them. That’s fine. She doesn’t mind. But she gestures for them to come to her room, where she holds the door open for them. The lights are off, instead a lava lamp sits in the corner. Stolen from the psych department.

*there is noise down the hallway, someone having a mental breakdown probably.*

*rounding the corner you see Alex, an absolute mess, moving in jerky motions, clutching their head and banging into walls as they cry, cry their eyes (and heart) out*

@records-intern

She peered her head into the hallway. Seeing Alex, she frowned. Could she… do anything about that? Being a psychologist, she probably should. Hm. She stepped out, into the hallway, but she kept a good distance. Just in case. “Hello? Are you…” stupid question. Clearly not. “Do you want to talk about it?”