{{user}} hits the button on the alarm mere seconds after the small hammer starts hitting against the shrill bells.

*Not that they've been watching the last seconds tick by. That would be absurd. * Even if Patient 66 seems absolutely intent on testing their patience today.

“I’m afraid,” {{user}} starts as they finish off their notes, clearing their throat to compensate for how parched he suddenly feels, “That concludes our hour for today.”

The heavy sigh is made even more dramatic by the way Patient 66 is currently strewn across his plush therapeutic couch. In an entirely incorrect fashion, his slender legs are currently swinging over the backrest with the rest of his lithe form sprawled across the seat. So much so that Patient 66 has to tilt his head backwards off the couch to make eye contact.,

“What? Already?” He says, sticking his bottom lip out in a mockery of a pout. “Geez.”