Dr. Orwell's Office

[Romilda Vane]

Dr. Orwell: Keeping Dr. Alcohol Away
Offical Assistant of Dr. Orwell-Romilda Vane

FOR PEOPLE WITH ALCOHOL ADDICTIONS

Patients:
Dean Thomas

[Dean Thomas]

[I feel lonely being the only patient. And I would like to say, I rather like Dr. Alcohol]

[Romilda Vane]

[*lightly slaps hand* Dr. Alcohol is bad. And we probably will get more patients.]

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki walked sedately into the office, which was unusual for her. She kept restraining the urge to skip. She began to decorate her office, putting up motivational posters, such as one of Dory that read, "Just keep swimming," and one of the princess from The Princess and the Frog that had, "Almost there," written on it. She settled in to await her next pateint, hoping they wouldn't come for a little, because the person who plays Nikki must go to school.

[Romilda Vane]

Milli walks in, her nose in a book. She glances up and looks around. "Looks good, boss," she notes. "We have an appointment later tonight with Dean Thomas." She drops her book and picks up her clipboard.

[Romilda Vane]

Milli sits in the corner with a Quick Quotes Quill for when Dean comes for his appointment because I have no idea if I can be here for that.

[Nikki Orwell]

[I forgot I have a choir recital tonight, where I am singing my NYSSMA solo and am gonna die of embarrassedness, especially since I am in between our two best singers. So, this may have to cheer me up big time]

[Romilda Vane]

[That's cool. Not even sure if I'll be here. ]

[Dean Thomas]

[I'm here for the night if you get on..]

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki was ready for her appointment with Dean. Her secret plans were stashed around the room, leaving room for immense craziness.

[Dean Thomas]

Dean stumbles into the room in a rush. "HEY I'M HERE FOR MY- WWWOOOAAH" he trips over a rather large rubber duck and falls on his face. "Ow."

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki glared at him, and rushed over to the duck. "Are you okay?" She picked it up. "Careful, he keeps one of my patients from killing me." She smiled at Dean, and gestured for him to sit down on the couch. "So, how are you?"

[Dean Thomas]

He stood up and rubbed his face while he headed to the chair she indicated. "Not so -hic- good" He looked at her with a guilty expression. She would not be happy that he met Dr. Alcohols wife...

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki looked over him carefully. "Why are you hiccuping?" She glared out the window. "Have you been seeing Dr. Alcohol again?"

[Dean Thomas]

"Well you see -hic- Dr. Alcohol has a wife...Dr. Liquor. We've...met" He twiddles his thumbs and avoids eye contact.

[Nikki Orwell]

"Well, Dr. Alcohol also has many mistresses, and sometimes pretends they are his wife. Thank goodness you didn't meet Dr. Heroin. She is a piece of work. Now tell me, how did you run into her."

[Dean Thomas]

[hahahah!!!!]

"Well, me and Dom got into a rather horrible fight. So I went to the Hogs Head and she was already there waiting for me." He recalled how much of a temptress she was, there was no way he was going to be able to resist her.

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki winced. "So, do you want to talk about why you went to the Hog's Head instead of elsewhere, why the fight was so horrible, or why you couldn't fight Dr. Liquor?" She smiled encouragingly at Dean.

[Dean Thomas]

His drunken mind felt like she asked a million questions. He decided to ignore the one about the fight, for now anyways. "Well, I went there because I needed to get away from the castle, and I've become rather close with the bartender there. Dr. Liquor is....well she's a temptress. She sat there all smooth looking, and refreshing too. It was like she was calling my name."

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki nodded, and jotted a note down on a piece of paper. "Well, I have an activity we can do." She smiled, the light reflecting off her teeth a little too brightly.

[Dean Thomas]

He squinted at the brightness of her smile "What sort of activity?" Really he was up for anything, as long as it wasn't TOO embarrasing..like that'd happen.

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki giggled slightly. Reaching into her desk, she pulled out a beautiful bottle of liquor. She poured it into a cup, and set in on her desk. She watched Dean carefully.

[Dean Thomas]

His eyes widen as she pulled out the bottle. He swallowed hard as he watched it get poured out. He knew he was suppose to be resisting it. That's the purpose right? Isn't it too soon? Maybe this is like a farewell drink, like the last I'll ever have? He started to sweat slightly, his eyes still fixated on the cup. His mouth became to dry for words.

[Nikki Orwell]

Nikki smiled at him, and added a drop more to the cup. She then left the bottle on the table, and walked outside the room for a second.

[Dean Thomas]

[aw crap!]

He watched, terrified, as she left the room. The scent seemed to fill the entire room. He bit his lip and his knee started bouncing up and down. He looked over at the Dory poster and studied every detail, hoping to distract him. Ok, here's what we can do. A sip, just a little sip. Then we pour a little more back into the cup. A tiny drink, that's all. Wait, did I just say 'we' to myself. Man I must really be going crazy. He stood up slowly, pretending to be strecthing. He casually strolled over the the little cup and looked down at it. Tequila, his favorite. He looked at the door before he picked the cup up and took a TINY little sip. He dried off the edge of the cup and poured a little more back in. He sighed in relief as he felt the Tequila burn down his throat. He went and sat back down.

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