Therapie and traumas...

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Nick wiped a bead of sweat from his brow, the steam and clang of pots surrounding him as the dinner rush hit its peak. Orders barked from every corner, and the savory scents of garlic and roasting meat filled the air. Yet, just beneath it, a faint, stale coldness seemed to creep through the kitchen. He dismissed it, shaking his head. "Just stress," he muttered to himself, but as he reached for a stack of plates, a faint whisper brushed his ear.

"Nick...”

He froze, the plate slipping from his grip to crash against the tiles, silencing the kitchen's hum for a brief, agonizing second. His coworkers shot him quizzical looks, but he forced a shaky laugh and kept moving.

Later that night, he sat across from Dr. Ames, their office dim and filled with the comforting scent of old books. Dr. Ames leaned in, brows furrowed with intrigue. “It could be... something left unresolved. Spirits can linger, especially with experiences like yours.”

Nick gave a dry laugh. "I thought I left all that behind," he said, voice barely above a whisper. But deep down, he wasn’t sure he believed his own words.

Here, you can be the Dr.Ames if you want, or the doc's secretary. Maybe Nick's lover (you're pretty free to be who you want here ^^) Hope you'll enjoy it !

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