Virgil POV

Ring. Ring. Ring. "Pick up. Please pick up." Ring. Ring- "Dr Picani's office! How can I help you?"

"Hi. My name is Virgil Yteixna and I'm really worried about my boyf- uhm- ex boyfriend."

"Alright, mr. Virgil. What's concerning you about your ex and what is his name?"

"His name is Roman Prince. He's still my roommate. We live in a household with 1 2 3 4... soon to be eight people including him and myself. He's had a history of anorexia, major anxiety, depression, adhd, and derealization. Recently, well... after we broke up. Uhm... he attempted to kill himself for the second time after we've met.. so yeah."

"I see." Pen clicks. Scribbles are heard. Pen clicks again, "Well is there any possibility you can get him to come in and see me around 2pm tomorrow. It would be a completely free session."

"I don't know he's pretty stubborn when it comes to things like that. I might have to bribe him somehow."

"If he was my friend I would be worried for him too, you did the right thing Virgil. I look forward to seeing him tomorrow."

"Thank you." Beep. Beep. Beep.