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Griffin smiled and looked down at his camera, still strung sturdy around his neck. “Oh yes, I took some beauties. I cannot wait to edit them and really bring out the color. Make them pop.” Frowning at the man’s silence, he waited for him to move forward and continue at his own pace. His lack of explanation seemed personal, and Griffin did not want to push. His eyes brightened up at the mention of his work. “Both, actually! Though, I’m a real fan of portraits. People fascinate me. You can capture a lot about a person through the lens.”

Griffin was really artistic, but William didn’t have the chance of seeing much of his work. “Is editing big part of your work? I mean, I’ve come acorss some photograhers that do not like to edit, and some othes ike you who do. I don’t have any preference, really, but I always wondered what makes them so purist about enhancing a photograph.” This might as well be the chance to know the methods of the young man.

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Greer: Well, remember that bet I won a while ago?

Greer: I'm cashing it in.

Greer: I NEED a muse...

William: How dare you?! I thought you were inviting

William: I'm a man of my word, though, and I remember the bet. Where do you want to go?

William: are you gonna paint me like one of your French boys?

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“More books? You do devour them, don’t you?” William teased with a grin, standing up and greeting the brown-haired girl with a hug. As she took her seat, he did the same and asked “Which ones did you order? I have Homo Deus on my list, but I have to finish this one first.” He pointed out at the book she mentioned earlier. 

“Well, Death in Venice is a book that has to be read here, right? I’ll lend it to you once I’m done. Quite psychological... and artistic. Myth plus Psychology, they call it.” He explained as he closed the book and passed it to Lucy. “How is everything going? I heard you were promoting your services the other day.” William admired her enthusiasm and will to help, it reminded him of his parents as well, always looking for ways to thrive and help others. He wished he could be that proactive.

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“That’s beautiful. I really like the way she thought. They really are all unique, aren’t they?” Frowning, Griffin peered over to Will. “Yeah, I could see them being sort of sad. But I suppose everyone can find some beauty in that, too. You are taken away from the sky and told to turn your eyes to the rest of the world for beauty.”

“Yes they are. I bet you took some awesome pics today. I think that not all pretty things should be happy all the time. But I have this feeling towards Scottish skies... I don’t like it.” He stayed silent for a moment and then turned to the young man. “Do you take nature pictures or also do portraits?” All things artistic got Will’s attention.

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Cassie closed the apps on her phone when she heard her name called, the familiarity of the voice passing over her due to distraction. She shoved her phone in her bag, and stood up, pausing when she spotted the man she was supposed to be seeing. The brunette bit her lip to stop her from cackling out a laugh, because what luck was it that the shrink her parents chose, was a man she’d slept with. She didn’t remember asking him what he did for a living, she’d been drinking and Cassie doubted either of them were interested in small talk at the time. As Cass walked past him, maybe keeping her frame too close to his, her big eyes flickered up and down his body and ended on his eyes, giving him a little knowing smile.

Inside the office Cassie felt like she’d won back some power, being in a doctors office had worried her, annoyed her, and this new development changed everything. Any willingness to be honest and open had disappeared. Her fingers trailed over the back of one of the chairs, turning back to face the man. “So, Doctor?” Cass questioned his title, a smirk still playing on her lips. “That’s fun.” And it was. Cassie was a sucker for inappropriate affairs. She’d slept with her teacher at school. She’d slept with married men. Now her doctor was ticked off the list.

William noticed the amusement on her face as she recognized him as well. He wouldn’t risk any patient or his secretary finding out what as going on at that same instant. Keeping his best poker face he let her into the office, staring at her coyly. Once the door was closed, he watched how she playfully walked around the place. “Miss Morgan,” he retorted, putting special emphasis on her last name, hinting at the fact that none of them knew anything about each other, until then. Her amusement with the situation wasn’t funny for him, he hated being in such position, but it was all on him, they were in a small city after all. 

He hesitated for a moment and found unprofessional a thought he held inside, was it all so good you had to find me? But instead went for “This is a surprise, indeed, not of the fun kind but... What brings you here today?” It was undeniable that he could not see her as a patient, whatever the reasons that led her there, all he could think of was the night he met her. 

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“My mother used to say that each sunset is unique. That’s why she took a picture of each one she had the pleasure to witness. I gotta say that the mediterranean sunsets are quite spectacular, unlike the Scottish ones, which are grey and kind of... sad.”

“I really love the look of the sky in the evening,” Griffin said, his eyes turning up to the orange and pink hues dusting the atmosphere above him. “There’s so much beauty. For a few minutes every day, the Earth paints us a picture, and then in the blink of an eye takes it away and fades back into dark blues and eventually black. How cool is that?”

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The happiness hypothesis

William sat at Monocle as he waited for Lucy, a book on his hand and a cup of coffee in the other. It was one of their usual gatherings and he attended to it sacredly: coffee, cannoli and a good talk was all he needed to keep the fragile balance of life in Venice. They had come a long way, since she got to the city they became friends and she was one of his fave people to spend time with.

One of his favorite things, probably, was that he could talk bout profound topics with her, most of the time all he did was discuss the private lives of people, trying to evade reflecting on himself. He didn't want therapy, even when deep inside he knew he needed it. He just wanted to talk endlessly without fearing to overanalyse things, it was enough with work and the complications of everyday life. Will raised his eyes from the book as he felt someone approaching. "Buona sera, Lucy, how is Venice treating you today?"

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William checked his schedule for the day. There were two new patients he had to talk to and it would be the end of a long day. It had been full of tantrums, tears and even a hypnosis session that went awry because of the patient’s anxiety. Not a dull day in Cannaregio. As he checked the names on the list, his secretary called to announce the presence of his next patient, Cassie Morgan. The name didn’t ring a bell, but Venice had been growing so fas that expecting to know everyone was impossible. Besides, she sounded american or even english, maybe it was another immigrant. 

Opening the door to his office he looked around the waiting room, finding the young lady sitting there. His eyes opened wide as he recognized the woman sitting there, then everything came back to him: Morlotow, him being drunk, hitting on a young, beautiful woman and then taking her to his place. No names asked, or maybe he asked but didn’t remember... The next morning was a haze, she wasn’t when he woke up but the memory was pretty vivid. This never happened to him before. Coughing, he got the attention of the girl and asked “Cassie Morgan?” Then motioned her to go into the room, this was new and slightly unnerving. 

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It was miraculous that despite living half the world away, her parents were still able to give her so much grief. Sure, she was essentially a sex worker and she was perpetually single, but that was hardly reason to get a shrink involved. Still, they’d googled him for her and insisted that she make an appointment. Cassie had only agreed to shut them up and get them off the phone. Booking the appointment felt pointless, she had nothing to tell the guy. What was he going to do? Tell her to get a new job and stop fucking around? Genius, she could never think of that herself. Reluctantly Cassie turned up at the office and sat in the waiting room, stony faced, playing on her phone and texting Amelia, ‘I fancy Chinese tonight’ just to pass the time. 

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William Keller | 32 | Intro

Here are some facts about William! If anything calls you or seems interesting, we can plot. :) Just message me. - He’s a psychologist. His branches are psychoanalysis and psychotherapy. - He’s 32 years old and he was born in Inverness, Scotland. - His Scottish accent is really thick and you can still feel it when he speaks in English or Italian. - He’s never been married and he’s got commitment issues, however he believes in love, but has never tried or wanted to find it. It all because the traumas with his parents. - He loves motorcycles, even when Venice isn’t friendly with them. He likes to sail as well.  - William is an avid reader, he likes history, historical fiction and some classic literature. - His favourite music is classic rock: Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, The Beatles and such. - He loves to drink, wine especially. He’s not al alcoholic, but he likes the feeling of freedom alcohol provides in social situations.  - He’s got a great sense of humor. However he’s shy at first. Give him a few drinks and he’ll get talkative and even charming.  - William is a loyal friend, knows how to keep a secret and won’t analyse his friends as if they were patients. He’s honest and straightforward. - He’s got a golden retriever named Captain, he’s 3 years old. - Will is really intellectual and likes smart discussions.  - He likes to smoke tobacco.  - His favourite book is Don Quixote.  - He’s a fan of german movies where little or nothing happens.  - 

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Near Miracoli Church, Venice | Italy

Photo taken by me (Nacho Coca)

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“Well, it’s not like you have a stamp on your forehead saying I’m a lesbian, and even more so, it would attract more attention. Traditionalists would wonder how did she get pregnant.” William retorted as he stared at Sophia with a shy smirk on his face. “Well, I think that te alcohol could be replaced by some gelatto... or maybe some cider if you’re too desperate for the comforting feeling without the hangover.” 

“You know, you’d think being both pregnant and a lesbian would let me catch a break from the creeps that come into my ER, but it never is,” Sophia sighed, dropping into a seat and instantly smiling in relief, “You know, after a day like today, I’d love to drown myself in liquor, but that’s not going to happen, is it?” she said, looking down as she posed the rhetorical question to her belly.

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Greer: Okay, Im despite.

Greer: Do you wanna do me a favor? I'll take you out to dinner and pay you.

William: I don't understand. Is everything okay?

William: I'd never say no to dinner.

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