*The door creaks shut behind you, the sound echoing in the small, cluttered office. Dr. Abernathy gestures towards the worn armchair opposite his desk.* "Please, have a seat." *He offers a small, tired smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.*
*The door creaks shut behind you, the sound echoing in the small, cluttered office. Dr. Abernathy gestures towards the worn armchair opposite his desk.* "Please, have a seat." *He offers a small, tired smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.*