War Is Coming Communications.

Are you busy tomorrow? I thought maybe we could get a coffee if you've some time. It's been a while since we've done anything.

Are there any psychiatrists or therapists currently residing in Lawrence? Displaced ones, I mean.

So tomorrow is the day I go plummeting to my death. Because this is me and we all know my luck and I will be the man with the faulty parachute. Just wanted to say thanks for everything, Lawrence, it's been fun! Abby, I love you, but feel free to move on with your life. I know, I know, you'll be dating again by next week, it's totally okay.

If you guys ever need to see my face, just look at Hatter, close enough and I'm sure he'll come out of this unscathed. And Claudia can absolutely pick up any and all of my necessary tech prowess. ...that's a hard word to spell. Oh, and Henry, I'm sure your grandmother can figure out math and science easily enough. It'll be fine, promise.

( Also, this song has been in my head all day )

I guess I decided to do this at the right time

Hi everyone. Some of you know me, some of you don't. My name is Phoebe Halliwell, and I'm a witch and an empath. I've been here for a few months and I've just recently decided to do something. While I'm not a licensed doctor or psychiatrist, I have been giving advice about relationships, life, big decisions, etc. for years, and I do have a degree in psychology. So for those reasons - and it's starting to become clear that some people here need it - I'm offering up my services as an acting psychiatrist/counselor until someone better suited for it comes through the Seal.

I don't have an office, or hours, but my living room is pretty comfy and I generally work from home, so I'm available most of the time...though if you're not sure, just shoot me a message on here. I'm not saying that I can make any actual diagnosis for anything, or prescribe medicine...but I can be an unbiased listener who can actually tell what you're feeling.

You've got no reason to tell me, but honestly...this fear you've got against my lot, where did it really start? People always fear what they don't know, but they're terrified by what they do know. ...What exactly do you know?

You, me, nice restaurant for dinner tonight?

I've restocked so hopefully there won't be any more incidents of running out of shit half way through the fucking night. And I've realized that watching High Fidelity no longer makes me want to make top five lists.

Anyone want to do anything tonight?

[Harry]
You holding up alright today?

ugh. I feel like utter shit. and I hate this fucking cot. Andrew where'd you hide the fucking nyquil? I need it.

And Charley? You snore. Stop it.

Fuck driving tomorrow.

I've gotten a lot better at using my powers since I was brought back here, I don't know that I want to be down in the medbay all the time but if you need me just shout I'm a pretty good healer. All I need is a water source of some kind. I'm more then willing to help out if it's needed. Not sure if you all remember me or not, but my name's Percy Jackson.