#restless session

Jack walked into the establishment Sanford worked in. He wasn't really a person to get massages or things like that, but the young man had a ton on its head, and the worst thing was that it was nothing at all. He really needed someone to listen to him, and it often turned out that Sanford was the one who did it best.

Without even booking anything, Jack walked into the unoccupied room that was often where massages were performed, and he sat on the table-bed-thing in the middle, just waiting there. He didn't know what he was going to say, but he had to get it out of his system.