sometimes i'm nice (Taylor)

"Yes but not everyone's ugly phase encountered being blue and trying to figure out what you needed but it made me resilent and then it made me dumb again when I met my boss." She was still growing so she understood it a lot. "Maybe you are right and we can both just grow together," she said as she felt him switch legs with her stretching. "I think being a teenager was the absolute worse part, body changing and all of that. I think that held everything else together pretty good."

Why he was all in her face now though she did not know. "Taylor did no one ever truly teach you about boundaries?" she asked him. "People do like their space," she said as she could feel her tail as it wrapped itself around him, pulling him closer to her. "Close enough for you hm?"She took a second to reach her hands up and turn his face upwards. "Look up," she said. "You're going to miss the star designs otherwise."

Dr. Taylor Quinzell

"Says the man who is having a hard time adjusting to life on the island," she said as she heard him say no. "So much for those stars huh?" she asked as she felt him getting warmer. Damn it. "Yeah maybe," she said as she heard him stop talking. "Taylor?", she said as panic ran through her body.

Her tail unwrapped around him as she tried to wake him. "Taylor, wake up," she said as she felt her body flinch and go completely blue. She picked him up and herself up as well and dragged him back inside of the house and threw him inside of the shower, as she sat squatted behind him, holding him against her chest. "Taylor, wake the fuck up," she said as she felt another deep roll of emotions as her tail kept the both of them in place up against the shower's back base.

Eating wish cookies does not come without a price. She knew that much but this price she was not ready for. "Taylor I need you to wake up," she said as she splashed the water on his face. She could feel his heart beating but she did not explain why he was getting so deeply sick on and off. All of his medical records had came back fine. She took a second to tilt his head up and stick her tongue in his mouth so that she could spit in it, as she felt the blue part of her take over as it pinned him against the shower wall now, as she licked the inside of his entire mouth, leaving small blue specks on the roof of his upper mouth as her eyes flickered a slight purple. "Come on, open your eyes."

Dr. Taylor Quinzell

She blinked at him and spoke. "You're going to get dried off and then get some rest and we will keep an eye on you for the next couple ofdays. I have enough food for us to survive since I can go out but there is obviously something going on here." Maybe it was because deep down they were different in their make up. "Sorry I spit in your mouth, I was a little scared and started freaking out."

She helped him out and up and eventually put him on the sofa as she decided to relax next to him too. They were both covered in so much of her blue substance as she spoke to him. "Taylor," she said. "You're so blue," she said as she laughed. “I am sure I will stop rubbing off on you soon enough,” she hoped anyway.

Dr. Taylor Quinzell

"Like paintball or like paint people? You know that there is a difference," she said as she laughed. "That actually sounds like it would be amazing. I mean it could have a lot of potential Taylor and I always love all the potential that comes to my door when it comes so if you need help you can always know where to find me." He had a point though, this on and off cool down was making them have to talk which she did not mind either.

Dr. Taylor Quinzell

She heard what he said and she took a second to hum. "See Taylor," she said calmly because he had not did anything bad and she did not want him to think that. "I love you too, but I am taking it very slow in how I handle it." She had been burned and the truth was entering into what she had she knew it was a chance but still the heart was wild. "You have any ideas for the date?" she asked. "It should be something that we are both into that way we can both appreciate it."

Dr. Taylor Quinzell

He was still so attached to her, she still wondered what kind of remissions that meant he had been through but it did feel good. Her whole body went calm at the mention of uniform, as she spoke. "A man in uniform?" she asked. "I do like that," she said. She was all about her LARPing deep down in her heart.

For a flick of a second, she thought that she felt something shift in him. "Taylor," she said calmly. "Are you scared of me?" Maybe it was not her, maybe it was the strong sense of connection within a short time. "This situation I mean?"

Dr. Taylor Quinzell

"I get it but we can and will get through it together." She did believe that completely as she heard him ask about the paint and she laughed. "I have like ten medium sized jars," she said as she leaned forward to feel his forehead. "Why do you ask?" she asked as she shook her head. "If you want something just say it. We should be that close after all."

Dr. Taylor Quinzell