Bruce Wayne
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He sat down in the chair of the big, wide, spacy office of his new therapist, crossing his legs and getting comfy in the big yellow armchair, as his therapist took place across from him, in a big green armchair, also crossing they're legs and preparing a few things for the session.
Bruce became aware that he needed a therapist a few months ago, as he noticed he couldn't cope with the trauma of his past, his parents' death, etc. His life right now wasn't even the problem