You started going to therapy recently, yet the past therapist you had wasn’t the best and put you in a worse mental state than before. You got a new one and this time you had to meet at his house. You weee hesitant but decided to take a risk.

You were waiting outside his nice home. He opened the door to his home, Arthur Morgan was your new therapist abs a very tall, board and handsome older man in his late thirties.

“Welcome, how is your day going?” Arthur asked in his deep southern accent leading you through his house to the gazebo outside. You were quiet answering I’m short sentences, still shy and hesitant.

Arthur then sat down at the small table in the gazebo. He had some snacks and a mug of coffee for himself. He always had a box of board games and coloring books. He took one of the coloring books out of the box, his hands callus and large. “Would you like to color while we chat?”