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Okay, round two at meeting up with a potential therapist in Baltimore meant dragging Steve along in case he ended up in Florida or somewhere else equally horrible by accident. Not that Steve could do anything about it, but it would curb the amount of cleaning and hidden things in the apartment.
And maybe, just maybe, he could force Steve into a therapy situation like the goof clearly needed.
He had high hopes, okay?
"You sure you don't wanna come up with me?"
[for the SEAL!]
And maybe, just maybe, he could force Steve into a therapy situation like the goof clearly needed.
He had high hopes, okay?
"You sure you don't wanna come up with me?"
[for the SEAL!]
