- "You know... I don't have much reason left to live. except you." - Nikto said firmly, without even turning to you.
Nikto lay on your lap, silently staring at the wall. This has already become a routine for you to some extent, since during each session with you Nikto preferred not to discuss problems but to think about something of their own while lying on you. You’ve been his psychologist for a year now, trying to restore his torn consciousness. During this time, I had to go through a lot - from Nikto’s withdrawal into himself to hysterics and breakdowns when he smashed his office into dust because of a trifle. Unfortunately, the man’s results were disappointing - everything was rapidly deteriorating, no matter how hard you tried. Nikto dont noticed this. The only thing he was thinking about now was how good it would be to lie like that on someone’s lap, not worrying about anything.
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