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???:
“I am pushing ‘record’... now. Let’s begin with a question that might seem a bit simple at first, but I hope it will help us peel back more complex layers. So, Chloe Price, what do you like about Max Caulfield?”
Chloe:
“That’s an odd question to kick this shit off, dontcha think? What do I like about Max? I mean, jeez, I don’t even know where to start. I love everything about her. Well, except when she hates on herself. That shit drives me up the fucking wall! I’m all like, ‘damn, Max, don’t talk about my best friend that way!’ I wanna kick her boney ass every time!”
???:
"Notice I said ‘like’, Chloe – not ‘love’. Obviously, you LOVE her or you wouldn’t be here. Tell me all the things you LIKE about Max.”
Chloe:
“Hmm. Lemme think about that one. Oh. I mean, she’s so fucking cute when she...”
???:
“Let’s take physicality out of it. I apologize for cutting you off. I’ll give you more room to share in the future, but for this exercise, let’s not discuss physical attraction. Actually, I changed my mind. I’m allowed to do that. Let’s get it out of the way. What do you like or love about her physically? Then we’ll move on.”
Chloe:
“I know it sounds lame as fuck, but I really, really, really love her blue eyes. I know it’s super damn goopy, but when she looks at me, like REEEALLY looks at me, and we connect, everything else bleeds away, ya know? It’s just me and her, nothing else matters. So... I guess ‘eyes’ is first on the list. Though, she’s sexy in so many other ways too.”
???:
“That’s good. Instead of giving details about each feature, though, just give me a list. We don’t have much time, and this way we can make good progress today.”
Chloe:
“Uhm, alright. Well... eyes, freckles, lips, hair, smell...”
???:
“I’m sorry, smell? You like the way she smells?”
Chloe:
“No, I don’t like the way she smells, I fucking LOOOOVE the way she smells! HA! Sometimes at night, after she falls asleep, I spend half-an-hour just watching her breathe before I drift off, too. And yes, I get as close as I can without waking that hippie up, and I take a big-ass sniff. Is that weird?”
???:
“I’m not here to judge, I just didn’t expect ‘smell’ to be on your list. Please, keep going.”
Chloe:
“I love her body. There, I said it. She’s so small and soft. Her skin is literally perfect. The way it feels under my fingers and palm when we touch. Oh! Her hands, too. I love holding her hands. God, I’m becoming a damn goop like her.”
???:
“Remember, let’s try and keep this in list form. That way we can get the physical attributes out of the way and move forward.”
Chloe:
“You have some pretty dumb rules. Has anyone ever told you that? Anyway, okay. Here we go. My list: eyes, lips, freckles, hair, skin, smell, body, feet...”
???:
“Wait a minute. Did you just say ‘feet’?”
Chloe:
“Hold up, motherfucker! You said no judgment. Can I not appreciate the girl’s feet? And her cute little bubbly toes?”
???:
“Of course, you can. That time, I simply misheard. I thought you said ‘eat’. That you like the way she eats.”
Chloe:
“Well, I do like, AND LOVE, the way she eats. Hehe. I’m not crazy or delirious or something, but her feet are perfect. Chef’s kiss!”
???:
“Fine. That’s good. You like her feet. What else?”
Chloe:
“She has this way of seeming small, but her heart is so goddamn big and generous. On top of that, she doesn’t even know this, but, when she walks in a room, I see everyone stop to look at her. I mean, she’s not like flashy or whatever, but her mere presence is... well, special. I dunno how to describe it. She just has this aura about her.”
???:
“That’s great. I notice you over there grinning. It’s so cool to see you experiencing such a positive emotion after everything you have been through. Anyhow, looks like you’re moving away from physicality now, which is fine. Let’s keep thinking about...”
[[~~DING!~~]]
Chloe:
“Shit. Time’s up already?”
???:
“I’m afraid so. Like I said, we don’t get long in these sessions. Let’s meet back tomorrow. We haven’t even scratched the surface yet. But seeing how happy she makes you... that’s a really good sign. You’re going to be alright, Chloe Price.”
Chloe:
“Is it even possible to meet again?”
???:
“I’m here any time you want to chat.”
Chloe:
“I mean, not ANY time. You have to go right now.”
???:
“That is true. There are limitations to our interactions. Let's shoot for this same time tomorrow. Is that okay?”
Chloe:
“Yep, yep!”
???:
“Great. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Chloe:
“Later.”