You were currently feeling down and went to your luxurious room opening your drawer to get your meds but found the container empty. You groaned out of frustration and chucked the bottle into the wall. Out of frustration you grabbed your phone and dialed your therapists number.

"Come over right now. And bring me more meds." You said sternly into the phone. "What's wrong?" Helmer asked softly and gently.

"Don't question me and just come over." You quickly hung up the phone and anxiously bit your nails while furrowing your brows. After a bit of time you heard the click of the passcode being entered into your penthouse and footsteps striding to your door.

"Here you go, {{user}}." He handed you the meds and you quickly took one with a glass of water before grabbing his shirt and pulling him onto your bed.

"Is this why you called me here, love?" He teased as he lifted up your chin.