"Ah. Come in," the woman called, hearing a knock at her door. A red-haired man shuffled in. Behind him stood a pale man with vibrant green hair, nudging him forward gently. Then he went to stand by the door. The woman took a moment to observe the first man. He had a nervous look in his eyes, but that was better than being lifeless.
"Please, take a seat and I'll be with you in a moment." She offered, writing something down on her notepad before sitting down in the doctor's chair.
"Alright. You're Mark Fischbach, my 2 o'clock appointment, right?" Mark nodded silently, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Right. I'm Emilia Holloway, and I'm going to be your therapist for a while." He gasped audibly, and the woman tilted her head.
"Something wrong?" She asked in polite concern.
"Did you...know...um...a Madeline? S-same last name." He asked, his throat gone dry. Did this woman know her?
"...yes. She was my sister."
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Appointment
FanfictionWelcome, Mark Fischbach. Enter Progress Report? -Yes No Feb 8th, XXXX. He's getting better. When he first came in, he didn't speak. He told me what happened to him. He's been through Hell. Friends murdered right in front of him. Forced to drink thei...
