Happy Wednesday to you! A few sentences on Third Eye (aka psych perhappens) when you have time, please! :)
happy wednesday... thursday 😔
Shawn nods decisively, and stands up. He crosses over to their glass board on wheels, picking up a red dry erase marker. Gus watches with confusion while Shawn scribbles notes on the board.
It draws his attention to notes that are already there, and he wonders when the Numb3rs-style notes from the suicide cases had been erased. The new words are small enough that he can’t quite make out what they say from his desk, so he stands to join Shawn.
In bold, red letters, the words at the top of the glass read ‘Psychic or Detective?’. Underneath, bullet points spread across the board. The fact that they’re not in an orderly row itches at his brain in a bad way, but he ignores it for now to read the bullet point in front of him.
