AN: Okay, so I know. I should just stop apologizing for posting late at night. It's probably going to happen no matter what. Why did I? Long story short, my grandma didn't want to deal with me in the morning, so I had to run at night again. Yay…not. I saw a cat/raccoon thing, and it turned out to be a monkey. Oh joy. Well, then I watched Breaking Dawn, so I guess my day wasn't all bad.
Oh, and please review and let me know what POV you want next.
Disclaimer: No…
Random/Unknown/Soon to be Known New Age Therapist POV
"No," I said into my phone with finality.
"But—" the lady on the other end argued.
I cut her off, saying, "No, I will not give you any sessions for free.
"But I heard you're an amazing therapist!" she exclaimed, her voice raising an octave in excitement.
I rolled my eyes, clucking my tongue. "Yeah, and that's why you should pay for a session." With that I hung up. Seriously, what was that? The third call I've gotten today asking for a free session? Uh, no. I need money too.
I was just setting my phone down in frustration when two girls walked into the room. They were pretty...too pretty. Was it the result of some disease that made them get endless plastic surgery? "You here to sign up for a session?"
"You could say that," the blonde girl said, smirking slightly as she crossed her arms. The brunette next to her nodded her head, copying the other's actions.
"Uh…okay," I muttered, raising my eyebrow in question. "That was kinda vague."
"Well you see," the blonde continued, "we need therapy. Just not for us."
The blonde and brunette glanced at each other before turning back to me. This time the brunette spoke up, saying, "Dr. D, we need your help…with our husbands."
AN: Tell me your thoughts! What do you think the D in Dr. D stands for? If I like the name you come up with, maybe I'll use it…