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He went to his walk-in closet wearing a shirt and jeans. The group eyed one another when they saw his shirt. It was too big for him, and they knew Alec loved Doctor Who? While Max didn’t care about it. “It’s cold,” Amber said as she walked into the closet, grabbing her coat and Max’s. “Wear this.” Max nodded, but he went back in and came out wearing Alec’s leather jacket. “I’ll wear this.” Oliver was about to speak up, but Matt elbowed him, so he decided not to speak. “We have the day planned, okay? You need to stay awake more. We also booked you an appointment.” Max frowned at that. “An appointment? For what?” “To see a therapist, Max. We know you won’t talk to us, so maybe talking to a random stranger will help?” Max didn’t want to go to therapy. He wasn’t mentally troubled; he