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It's been a few days since the conversation about Scott's love interest occurred, but Mitch really wanted to know who he was talking about. He wanted to know what was going on with his best friend and roommate. He was distant, even after all that business with the teacher, and Mitch knew for a fact that Scott was still having nightmares.

Mitch decided to make an actual meal when they had a break. And by that he just popped a meal his mom made for the two of them into the microwave and set two plates at the table. Scott was at work and has been since he finished classes this afternoon. He started at a new place this past week, he was going to be an intern at a therapists office. He decided to go somewhere he wanted to be after school, only he would have his doctoral degree hanging behind him in one of those offices. That's what got Scott through classes when Mitch wasn't there, imagining himself in the future as a successful psychologist. He wants to work with teens and adults, but he's not sure about young kids.

Mitch smiled as he watched Scott poke at his food. "Hey, you love chicken." He said softly. Scott nodded, "I-I know, I was just thinking." He said softly before Mitch stood and walked up to him and sat on his knees. "Scott, this won't be forever. Someday you'll have your own practice, I'll be working in a hospital close to you, this is what, eight years of our lives? You're doing amazing so far." Mitch smiled as Scott nodded.

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