Mia Dearden thinks your facial hair is silly (speediest) wrote in valarlogs,
Mia stood up, putting her magazine back down on the table. "Hey," she said as she followed him into the office. She sat down in the comfy chair, folding a leg beneath her. It was a much different pose than the relaxed 'I don't give a fuck' posture she'd taken in the waiting room.
"So I think I'm gonna be doing that dream study thing." She'd mentioned it very briefly at the end of their last session, but they hadn't really discussed it.