AFt day six and my bro had stilllll not made any progress with Dr. Pun. I actually blame the writing foanboy talk about for my screenshot of Wan's face.)
I dreamed I was talking to via DMs and she kept sending me pictures of my own chopped face and I was like “how’d you get that” and she said sum bullshit like “Google” and I just accepted it.
After years of hard work with her psychiatrist, Carol finally felt able to move past the trauma of her experience at work in '93 and step outside her apartment.