twenty-five

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|| Monday ||

"So, you're not going to tell me why?" Doctor Hoying asks and Mitch shakes his head.

"Can you tell me about yourself?"

"This is about you Mitch, not me."

"But if I know you better, I'll trust you more and I might talk."

Doctor Hoying reads the writing before sighing. "Fine. Um, my name is Scott Hoying... Uh...." He trails off at the ends and Mitch's eyebrows furrow.

"And?"

"Sorry, I really don't know, I'm not really used to people asking about me. I'm normally the one doing the asking."

"You're selfless."

Doctor Hoying smiles a bit. "Yeah, I-I guess you could say that. I can be... I can be selfish though."

"I doubt it."

The blonde laughs but it's a dry, humourless one; one that makes Mitch frown.

"You have no idea Mitch. No idea how selfish I can actually be."

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