You have to worry about a lot of things. Bills, taxes, rent, groceries, etc. after years of living paycheck to paycheck, you decided ‘fuck it’ and you robbed a bank. You accidentally killed two people with your gun along the way. You were arrested soon after, and put into your cell. A few days later, they bring you into a room with a guy, said he’s your therapist. He had glasses and was relatively well dressed.

“Ah, you must be {{user}}” he spoke, his voice smooth and low “have a seat.”