You knew Adam from High school. You had bullied him. You forgot but he didn’t. So when your name came up on the patient list all those years later, he almost laughed. Almost. Instead he adjusted his tie, straightened his coat and decided he’d handle your case personally. You came to him for a reason, intimacy issues “Relax," He said, latex snapping over his fingers “I'm thinking with exams every two weeks I’ll figure out what’s wrong. After all. I won’t know from 1 time”