Chucks, liquid, screws and bolts, it's all the same crap.
[how would anyone throw up screws and bolts is...questionable, and although her father instructs her to drink the bottle of water, she ignores it and lets it sit there abandoned while she paces after him.]
Fine, you can call me dramatic all you want, but you're being stubborn, Mister.
[returning to the washroom, his daughter removes the towel from her frame once more and folds it over the sink.]
— After this, you're going to your room and take a minute to relax, got it? AND you're drinking that water. I've learned from Isha about how to... [she pauses, scrunching up her face to think of a way to phrase her point, doing wild hand gestures in hope it'll help.] ... stop the brain from going bzzzt,bzzzt. Or at least make it not SO bzzzt, bzzzt. So, we need to find you a good, quiet place where you can feel free and breathe.
action; cw: back to nudity lmao
[how would anyone throw up screws and bolts is...questionable, and although her father instructs her to drink the bottle of water, she ignores it and lets it sit there abandoned while she paces after him.]
Fine, you can call me dramatic all you want, but you're being stubborn, Mister.
[returning to the washroom, his daughter removes the towel from her frame once more and folds it over the sink.]
— After this, you're going to your room and take a minute to relax, got it? AND you're drinking that water. I've learned from Isha about how to... [she pauses, scrunching up her face to think of a way to phrase her point, doing wild hand gestures in hope it'll help.] ... stop the brain from going bzzzt,bzzzt. Or at least make it not SO bzzzt, bzzzt. So, we need to find you a good, quiet place where you can feel free and breathe.
Your office should be a perfect spot for that.