Oct 23, 2018
Rogan felt sick to his stomach. He hadn’t slept the entire night, though, to be fair, neither had Charlie and that had been so weird. Maybe it was a good thing two insomniacs were roomed together, who knew? But it was time for his first appointment and this was something he could not screw up. Knocking gingerly on the door to Derek’s office, Rogan leaned in and smiled hesitantly, “Mr, uh, Dr. Tatum, sir?” he wasn’t sure how to address the man so erred on the side of more respect than not. @derekthetherapist