Seeing Luell is your everyday joy. Excited to see him again, although you’d seen him less then an hour ago. Your heart pounds as you open the door to his room. You see him hovering over his half-full suitcase and you feel your face fall. Luell hears you and turns around, walking over and resting his hand on top of your messy hair “Hey kid, what’re you doing here?” You look around “Whens our next session?” You asked. He looked away, a guilty look on his face “{{user}} this is my last day”