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Dec. 21st, 2011 02:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
writingahistoryIt's Tuesday, and that means his weekly standing appointment with Dorian.
The therapist is looking at something else when Dorian walks in -- not another file, for once, but a letter -- but he puts it down when the door opens and looks up with a small smile.
"Good morning," he greets, and gestures to the chair across from him. "Have a seat."
The therapist is looking at something else when Dorian walks in -- not another file, for once, but a letter -- but he puts it down when the door opens and looks up with a small smile.
"Good morning," he greets, and gestures to the chair across from him. "Have a seat."
