The Return.More Like This
"Ah, sorry about that."
"Mr. Watson, I've asked you before, please turn your phone of during in these sessions."
"Yes. Sorry. Won't happen again." John shuffled slightly, nervously watching his therapist, Ella, who was writing something down which was undoubtedly something to do with trust issues or incapability to follow instructions . "So, about what we were discu-"
John rolled his eyes as his phone recieved yet another message. Ella raised her eyebrows and placed her clipboard on her lap. He continued to reach inside his jacket pocket in an attempt to retrieve his phone, but this gesture was greeted with a cough from his therapist.
"Yes, sorry. I'll just ignore it," he straightened his jacket and began talking again, "so last week you sa-"
"Christ!" John yelled, losing his temper slightly and grabbing his phone, completely igno