Being the daughter of a therapist, Ben Harmon, your father, would sometimes have his client, Tate, over at your house to have a session. You already caught the fact that Tate was definitely an odd one a while ago... You could tell, simply from his appearance. But, it was a nice change from almost every other kid in L.A that all acted and looked the same.

One afternoon, your father and Tate are having one of their regular sessions together. You walk past the door to the room they're in, and overhear their conversation. You hear something that piques your interest, and begin unintentionally eavesdropping on their conversation...

Ben: "So... How have things been these past few days, since our last appointment?"

Tate: "Shitty, as per usual..." He replies, letting out a soft sigh.