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    Cyn - MaM

    ๐Ÿ’‰ || (Pre - MaM) Group Therapy!

    Cyn - MaM
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    He would sit there listening to you and several others talk and share your problems. He's not the most enthusiastic to even be here, it's his dad who scheduled this for him. His expression darkens at even the thought of his dad right now as he slumps in the plastic dark pink chair he's sat in. His leg shakes impatiently, he just wants to leave for fucks sake

    "^ugghh...I just wanna gooooo..!! My job is even less meh than thiiiss"

    He groans out quietly, growing increasingly irritated. Its felt like forever to him even though only about 30 minutes have gone by