|| Monday ||
"So Mitch, now that you've got your shirt back on," Doctor Hoying smiles slightly and Mitch leans against the couch, his cheeks a light red. "Let me just say that I'm super proud of you talking."
Mitch holds back an eye roll. Everyone acts like he just discovered a cure for cancer when he talks and he's sick of it.
"Why don't you talk to me?"
"It's not just you. I don't talk to 99% of people."
"Hm, why's that?"
"I only talk if I'm comfortable with a person."
Doctor Hoying's smile widens. "And you're comfortable with me?" Mitch shrugs then nods slowly. "Who else are you comfortable with?"
"Just you and Kirstin and-"
"Just you and Kirstin." He flips the board around and the blonde nods, but a small frown is on his face.
"You don't talk to your parents?"
Mitch looks down to the whiteboard and uncaps the pen. Five minutes pass and he still hasn't written anything.
"Mitch?"
"I try not to."
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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]...
