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"You know what you did you little imp." He growled, approaching him swiftly.

"Get out. Get out and never come back." He hissed, his normally warm eyes turned to a cold, hardened, stone.

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"Get out. Get out and never come back." He hissed, his normally warm eyes turned to a cold, hardened, stone.

"I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I have no choice." Dr. Becker said coldly, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at Flynn.

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"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I have no choice." Dr. Becker said coldly, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at Flynn.

Please… don’t…

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He frowned slightly. "I see. How many times a week per-say would he make you do this?"

"No, we will re-create your medications, as soon as I feel the need to do so. We’ll get to that later on, but for now, can you tell me what happened to make you come to this place?" Dr. Becker asked politely, sipping his coffee.

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He quickly approached the sound, the screams dwindling into sobs, then back into shrill shrieks. He opened the door gently to see a writhing teenager twist and turn in her sleep.

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I am, so, so, so, sorry I haven't been on I've been preparing for exams and I couldn't find the time to be on xx

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Sorry for such a short time on, but I better head to bed :) replies will be made soon!

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"Thank you." He said gratefully. He shrugged on his coat and scarf, fluffing his hair out. "No, I think I’d rather be in my own bed." He laughed, leading her out. A scream came from door the hall, a scream from one of the children with night terrors. He locked the down, and with a unfazed expression, walked towards the sound.

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"Nice to met you Ariella." He said with a smile as he got up. He moved towards the middle of the room, and sighed at the amount of things that he needed to do. "If you don't mind, can you come back tomorrow to help? I think if I stay any longer, I'll fall asleep behind the wheel." He joked, picking up his coat and scarf.

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"It's completely fine, love." Dr. Becker smiled at the girl with tired eyes. "Excuse the mess, I just moved in yesterday, I'm the new therapist. My name is Anthony Becker." He introduced himself politely.

{Open}: Late Night Session

"Come in." Dr. Becker called out softly, not looking up from the file he was reading.

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"No, we will re-create your medications, as soon as I feel the need to do so. We’ll get to that later on, but for now, can you tell me what happened to make you come to this place?" Dr. Becker asked politely, sipping his coffee.

"That’s very good. Outbursts are a common part of the healing process, of course." He said with a knowing look. "But we’ll sort that out."

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"Please be a little more specific." He pushed slightly, a few ideas popping into his head about what she meant.

{Open}: Dr. Becker's Surprise Guest

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Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been on, I've been super duper sick but I'll get to replies now; I'm on mobile so no gifs sorry :(

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hey guys im gunna head off its late :)

replies will be made tomor//

have a good night everyone! ~Jewels

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Noticing his change of demeanor, Anthony sat up straighter. "How can I help?" He asked calmly, watching Benson, his hands folded in front of him on the desk.

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"That's very good. Outbursts are a common part of the healing process, of course." He said with a knowing look. "But we'll sort that out."