Molly's Office - Wednesday February 27, 2008 12:00 PM

[jdorian]

Today I woke up feeling great. My ribs are almost healed, my face is all healed and bruise-free, but as always, my leg had to put a damper on things. All it did these days, I had realized, was make me self-conscious about myself. Riding in the car with Perry -- or anyone, for that matter -- was still hard, and after my last panic attack, I had come

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[drdevilwoman]

I flip through the file of my next patient. A car accident victim who had recently experienced panic attacks, a Dr. John Dorian. I close the file when I hear footsteps outside of the door and perk up to the sound of company. I have never been fond of sitting alone in my office. I hear a tiny knock and respond.

"Come on in!"

The door remains closed and I tilt my head in confusion. Maybe I'm hearing things, or this guy is having trouble with the door handle. I hop up from my desk and skip to his aid, swinging open the door with a kind smile.

"Johnny! Long time, no therapy!" I laugh, noticing his lack of excitement. He responds with a tiny smirk and I take what I can get. "Please, have a seat." I gesture to a couch across from my chair, grab the file from the desk and sit myself down.

[jdorian]

I do my best to smile, but all I can give her when she greets me is a soft smirk. I walk into her office, looking around nervously for a moment. It is Molly, the last thing I should be is nervous, but I still am. I sit on the offered couch and sigh, glancing around her office again before I take up on playing with the sleeves of the sweatshirt I'm wearing. Perry's sweatshirt. It smells like him, and I smile at that.

I had never been to therapy before, but I did know that doctors usually just didn't say a thing until you spoke first. "How you doing?" I ask her, casually.

[drdevilwoman]

I smile as he fiddles with his slightly oversized sweatshirt, his movements were almost childlike. He already looks uncomfortable as he slouches on the couch and eyes the room like something might pounce on him at any moment. I wait for him to speak and am not very suprised when he asks about me.

"I'm doing great Johnny, I've got yoga tonight and I hear all the girls are going out for sushi after, so that totally rocks. Yoga plus sushi, I mean does it get any better?" I get lost in my awesome evening plans and then focus myself on the patient. Let's get him talking. "But enough about raw fish and meditation, dude, I'm here for you. Tell me what's been going on."

[jdorian]

I actually smile, feeling a bit more at ease as she goes on and on about sushi and yoga. I sigh deeply as she prompts me to talk, but I guess I can't just sit here the entire hour. "Things have been good, sort of." I suppose she's already heard about me and Perry, so there is no use to talk about it like she's completely unaware. "Everything with Perry is just perfect, but... it's the rest of my life that..." I shrug, not even knowing how to word it. Sucks? No, that would make me sound suicidal. "Well, it sucks." Dammit! "I mean, it's just been a pretty rough couple of months, that's all."