I got fired. When they called me In I thought it was for another client however I was dead wrong.
Who knew that r****t were higher in status than therapist?
Hey look at this. . The- r****t = Therapist. Is it because we basically try to mind r**e you into believing you're okay.
Okay, that made no sense, ignore me.
"Why is nothing going right?" I groan banging my head on the cafés desk. Well at least Dain hasn't called. Seriously, what was up with him.
"Hi there!" I look up into blue eyes and blonde hair, nothing out of the ordinary.
"Hello." I smile politely, noticing his suited character.
"I'm Mark and It kinda looked like you were having a bad day. . so I. . . I'm sorry I should just-" I chuckle.
"Its okay actually. Would you like to have a seat?"
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Trevor's POV
Sitting
