- Jun 18, 2015
- 10,109
- Gender
- Female
- Pronouns
- She/Her
- Posting Status
- Irregularly

Valli had been providing therapy for more than a decade, but Starlight Academy posed its own unique challenges. He was used to his office, used to the familiarity and the location. His new office had it's own benefits--mostly the proximity to the student base--but wasn't quite home yet.
He'd done his best to make it feel comfortable and lived in. It wasn't a terribly large space--there wasn't even a waiting room--but a small plaque outside the door had his name on it, and nothing else. In fact, he'd gone out of his way to avoid anything that might mention it was a therapist's office, preferring for things to remain as low key as possible. he was well aware of the importance of discretion, and he tried his best to stick to it whenever possible.
The office itself was simple and sparsely decorated. Light green walls, a large window with frosted glass to keep anyone from seeing in, and then a desk pushed up against the wall. Valli preferred not to give his patients the idea that he was looking at them over a desk, preferring to rest in his own chair while they rested in theirs with nothing between them. The desk was for between patients, and beside it was a large filing cabinet, already filled with patient files.
Fatima's file was thin. He knew the utter basics and very little else. Really, the only thing of note he'd been provided with was a very clear warning about her unique aura, and the fact that he should make sure he'd eat and drank before he started the session. He'd chosen to book her just after lunch, settling in to read with a full stomach as he waited for his appointment to start.
He'd done his best to make it feel comfortable and lived in. It wasn't a terribly large space--there wasn't even a waiting room--but a small plaque outside the door had his name on it, and nothing else. In fact, he'd gone out of his way to avoid anything that might mention it was a therapist's office, preferring for things to remain as low key as possible. he was well aware of the importance of discretion, and he tried his best to stick to it whenever possible.
The office itself was simple and sparsely decorated. Light green walls, a large window with frosted glass to keep anyone from seeing in, and then a desk pushed up against the wall. Valli preferred not to give his patients the idea that he was looking at them over a desk, preferring to rest in his own chair while they rested in theirs with nothing between them. The desk was for between patients, and beside it was a large filing cabinet, already filled with patient files.
Fatima's file was thin. He knew the utter basics and very little else. Really, the only thing of note he'd been provided with was a very clear warning about her unique aura, and the fact that he should make sure he'd eat and drank before he started the session. He'd chosen to book her just after lunch, settling in to read with a full stomach as he waited for his appointment to start.