Thread: Emory & Dr. Travers Who: Emory Harper and Kelly Travers. When: Day 7. 11:35am. Where: Traver's office. What: Therapy session. Rating: G? Status: Incomplete.
Emory had almost forgotten about his therapy appointment. Which wasn't really a surprise, given that he tended to forget about everything. He had been sitting in his room, doodling on a sketchpad when something had clicked in his brain and he remembered.
It was a late morning appointment, which was nice, or would have been nice if he was one to sleep in. But he wasn't one to sleep, period. Not more than ten minutes here, ten minutes there before he jerked away or a night terror struck him. And so he walked through life like a zombie.
He shuffled through the halls in his colourful ensemble that he had decided on at 6 that morning, red plaid pants, a blue shirt, a green and yellow scarf, a pink fedora. And the ever present dark circles ringing his eyes. He wandered through the halls until he came to Dr. Traver's office and then knocked and let himself in. He was only five minutes late, which for him, wasn't bad at all.