The counsellor

She sat after waking up for what seemed twenty minutes in the bathroom. As his body used the soap, her dream of last night awakened her senses. She was dull for a while. She willed herself to concentrate on the task at hand but wasn't entirely able to succeed. Her mind was bifurcated; on one side she was listening to the sound of her actions since she was the only one there; On the other hand, her mind was processing what happened in that dream.

When she came back fully to her senses and finished her shower, something bugged her. That teacher who told her to do the counselling sessions told her to come to him at the end of the day but she didn't report in. She didn't go to him because she forgot. His name was Adam Wright; she didn't forget that at least. It was a confused morning; everything seemed so out of place and surreal.