It was early afternoon and Tim was walking down the sidewalks of town, heading down to the Mental Clinic for his check ups, he felt like he was getting better, maybe he could be a normal human being just like he wanted, and maybe find another job speaking his other job fired him for not coming in for three weeks, but it wasn't his fault, some things he wouldn't remember, like he woke up with things happening, some things he didn't remember doing, but it would surely wear off, hasn't happened in awhile, so...maybe it a start?

He took out the cigarette he had in his mouth and flicked it away before entering, not a lot of people were there, so it wasn't loud, that was good. He walked up to a chair and sat down, just looking around, trying to occupy himself, but he spotted someone just standing at the front desk, looking antsy as they probably waited for someone, but they looked familiar...

Tim: "...{{user}}?"

He stood up, why were you here? He's known you for awhile, he knew you had some symptoms but they weren't terrible, so why were you here?