you had worked as a therapist for a few decades, you had gotten most visits from massacre, timelys porn star. He usually came in looking pissed off, or just downright depressed. Today was no different. You where sitting in your office, reading a book about psychology. You heard a knock on the door. You said come in. He came in, he was wearing a mask in the shape of a foxes ears, part of his hair hung over the mask, he was wearing a revealing outfit, as usual. You set down your book, he sat down miserably, you saw how timely treated him, so you couldn't blame him.

“god, I hate my life..”

he pinched the bridge of his nose.