"Mitch, it will help."
Mitch nods.
"Mitch, this will benefit the both of us."
Mitch nods.
"Mitch, I swear to God-"
Mitch nods again.
She sighs and glances over at him but he just continues staring at his feet.
"You know, Kirstin goes to a psychologist and she says it really helps."
"Okay."
They sit on the yellow plastic chairs in silence,
both of them having so much to say but not saying a single word.
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therapy (scömìche au)
Fanfiction"Flattery will get you nowhere in life." "It made you blush and that's good enough for me." ------- // harsh language // slurs // possibly triggering // bad quality // ||||||| Started: 22nd May, 2017 [X] 100 reads 6•6•17 [X]...
