Helluva love

Fifty three

"So Blitz. You have a big day coming up." An unnamed individual claims.

"Well yeah, no shit." Blitz replies as he adjusts himself on the couch.

"How are you preparing for this day?" The individual asks as they take out a clipboard and pen.

"I... I'm already ready for it." Blitz claims after a short pause.

"So you already prepared yourself." The therapist asks.

"Well... no really it's just... What would I do to prepare for that?" Blitz asks.

"Maybe you could think about what you would say." The therapist claims. as he starts to write on the paper.

"I swear if you share any of the shit I say with you to anyone you're dead." Blitz says with an angry tone.

"Firstly, we have confidentiality. I can't tell anyone anything without your implied consent. Secondly don't threaten me. I'm here to help and I can't help when i'm fearing for my life. Finally, we've had many meetings over the last few years and you treat every meeting the same other than these last two. Is that because of this event?" The therapist asks.

"Well I just haven't really cared for these... sessions. Until I felt I needed them." Blitz answers.

"And what brought you to that conclusion." The therapist asks.

"Well it was Stolas and this one annoying guy I have employed. He's just always complaining about something, it's ridiculous." Blitz claims.

"And how did they connect you to your conclusion?" The therapist asks.

"Well... Stolas just asked about it and made me think."

"That's all the time we have for today." The therapist claims.

"You probably want your money now?" Blitz asks.

"That is how this works." The therapist answers.

Blitz swipes his card and begins to walk away.

"Blitz! Your card declined!" The therapist yells to him as Blitz turns around.

"That's tough. Thanks for the brief and meaningless meeting." Blitz yells back.

"Brief and meaningless like every relationship you've been in!" The therapist claims.

"That's why you're my therapist. I'll pay you tomorrow." Blitz claims

"Sounds good. Have a great day Blitzo." The therapist claims.

Blitz makes his way to Stolas place and walks through the front door.

"Stolas!" Blitz calls out as he walks through the lobby.

"Just a moment dear!" Stolas calls back as the sound of his voice echoes through the halls.

Blitz peaks around the corner and sees Stolas talking to Moxxie and Loona, Blitz immediately waves his arms out and yells, "Hey! Hey guys!"

All of them turn to see him as he makes his way over to the group. "What are you guys talking about?" Blitz asks, as he leans against the doorframe next to Stolas

"We were just talking about how we should arrange the seating chart for our wedding." Stolas claims.

"Put that bitch of an ex-wife right next to Moxxie and Millie." Blitz demands with a malicious smile.

"Well I- we don't- we don't know if she's even coming to the wedding, Blitz." Stolad claims.

"I hope she does just so I could rub it in her whore bag face." Blitz claims with the same grin.