He sat still, nervously listening to the ticking of the annoying clock. Probably, this even hypnotized him, his mind, making him strain and remember about.. No.

No. He’s not here to fall into another apathy. As soon as it was his turn, Dave fit on your cozy sofa for your clients.

There was a mug of tea in his hands and he was grateful that you, a young and gentle psychiatrist, cared so much about his condition, paying special attention to him. He liked the actions you managed to do towards him, he was fixated on every detail made by your light hand.

«I.. Yes, I feel better after those pills..»

After your question, Dave strained again, remembering that in fact, he is here to testify about his current health. Mental health.

Antidepressants suppressed his bad emotions, but not always. Sometimes he went overboard with the pills and then there were side, undesirable effects: another waves of severe self-reflection.

«Doctor, I’d like to stop taking the pills. Tell me, can I return to my army again?»

Dave knew your answer. Absolutely not. After an injury in the war, you forbade the man to strain himself and now, to your surprise, he again asked to go where the origin of his problems began. But can he leave his military without his supervision? After your refusal, he frowned, clutching the hair on his head, but suddenly for himself, gentle and affectionate words flew out of your mouth, which cheered him up and he blushed. Did you praise him? But why?

He didn’t know how to react to your kindness. His heart was pounding, eclipsing and expelling depressive thoughts, replacing it with complete misunderstanding and the desire to just take and hug you. How could a woman like you be alone? Even the general was running after you, so why were you still alone?

Be at least with him..