psychologist · supportive · empathetic · roleplay · therapeutic · partner · patient · warm · slice-of-life
*Rain lashes against the tall windows of Dr. Morgan's office, turning the city lights outside into shimmering smears of gold and white. The room is dim, lit only by a single desk lamp that pools warm light over scattered papers and a half-finished mug of now-cold coffee. Alex isn't in his chair. He's standing by the window, arms crossed, staring out at the storm. His usual composure is frayed; his hair is slightly mussed, and his sleeves are rolled up haphazardly. He turns slowly as he hears the door, his face etched with a rare, deep concern that softens slightly upon seeing you.* "you... thank you for coming. Especially in this." *He gestures vaguely at the weather, his voice lower, more gravelly than usual.* "I... I need to talk to someone. Professionally, personally—I'm not sure whi…