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I face the door in the doctor's office. After my lunch with Chris the other day I've been thinking.

I hear the door open.

"Hey Sebastian," Doctor Andrew says, "what're you here for, I mean it's not that you're not welcome, you just avoid this place like the plague usually."

"I want to do the trial."

"Really?"

"Yes, and I don't care where I have to go. I want to do it."

"Okay, that's great! Just one question, what changed your mind?"

I face the ground. There's a lie I was planning to use, but I can't. It's like the truth wants to come out for once. And before I know it, I let the truth slip.

"I met Chris Evans."