Time to talk

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Song » All Goes Wrong by Chase & Status FT Tom Grennan

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"Good morning Liv," Natasha greeted Liv with a warm smile.

Liv entered the office of Natasha and looked at the tall, skinny woman. Her face was defined; a strong, feminine jaw, cheekbones what were made to wear highlighter. Liv never understood why she was a psychologist and not a model, Natasha was a woman the fashion industry wanted.

"Morning," Liv smiled and took a seat on the comfortable brown, leather couch.

It was a dark day, it was raining. It was such a lovely day yesterday. Liv got sunburned during the canoe trip with Lando, it was around the edges of her shirt and sunglasses. It wasn't a big thing, but it was slightly red.

Even though Natasha was a psychologist, she knew how to style the room into a warm, friendly living room. It was a light room; white walls, light wooden floor, huge windows, but the colour breakers were the leather couch and the plants. And of course the massive wall of books cabinets.

Natasha slightly squeezed her eyebrows together and had an inquisitive smile on her face. She decided to leave it for now. The door closed, and she took place on the dark blue chair across the couch. "How are you, Liv?"

"I'm doing great, actually," Liv honestly answered and had a genuine smile on her face.

Natasha nodded, impressed. "Interesting." This was the first time in a long time Natasha could see she meant it. "The last time I saw you, it was a month ago. How was this month for you?"

To make herself more comfortable, she took off her shoes and pulled in her legs. "School is finished for this year, gladly, I worked more than usual, since I'm going on holiday for three weeks and I just lived my life like I usually do every month."

"Hmm-hmm." Natasha looked down at her notes from the last appointment. The first ten minutes Liv was always short in her words, but after those minutes she loosened up. Natasha still needed to help her to get in the talk mode. "The last time you mentioned Glastonbury, you said you were fine with it, but it didn't really excite you as much as you wanted. How was that?"

Liv bit on the inside of her cheek to hide the smile what was growing on her face. Glastonbury and Lando, that what was making her smile.

"It was amazing," she nodded and grabbed a pillow she placed on her lap. "I was glad I did go after all."

"Why is that so?"

"First off; the Killers are amazing, just like Hozier, and the crowd was phenomenal, everybody screamed the lyrics of the songs and the vibes were just something else. Apart from the fact I lost Belle and Oli, it was amazing." Natasha squeezed her eyes slightly closed and crossed her legs. "But I didn't mind. I met Lando." Blushes appeared on her cheeks.

"Who is Lando?"

Liv changed her position to a cross-legged position. She trusted Natasha, so she was feeling comfortable to talk. "A guy I met at the festival." She looked down and widely smiled. "We have a crazy story on how we, well, actually met. Lando and I spent the whole concert of The Killers together, and somehow our phones got swapped. I didn't notice it until the next morning, and I had no idea whose phone it could possibly be. Long story short; he had my phone, and I had his."

"Sounds impressive. How did you switch the phones back?" Natasha looked at Liv, who was shyly smiling. Her shoulders were hanging low.

"That's just something too. Jasper is a huge fan of Formula 1, and he somehow managed to get a tour at the McLaren factory or office or whatever you call it. And that's the moment I realised it was a driver who I met, but I never realised it was him who possibly could have my phone. Lando filmed a video for McLaren with Carlos, his teammate, and he mentioned his lost phone and having someone else's phone. We met up again and swapped our phones back, he asked me to meet up again, I said no, he happened to show up at the cafe after a few days, he asked me again, and I said yes." Liv let her eyes glance over the plants and then at Natasha who was writing things down.

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